I couldn't rate time this way. Too many wonderful things would be taken for granted in my mind. Also kinda sets you up for almost hanging on to the past, in a way. Holding on a bit too much for my liking. Looking back, tacking on static labels in that regard would hinder my own forward motion, I think. But that's just me.
My life's been rather steadily interlaced with a fair amount of chaos, tragedies, confusion, trauma, & pain. People (even physicians) don't nickname you Jinx without there being some crazy stories behind it. But even with some insane stuff I've carried through my life.. there were good things in there. Days, months, moments. Realizations. Breaths. A mix. I value all the high points I'd find within all that. They're the best in of themselves, in their own right, corny as that might sound. It's the most sincere response I can offer. I don't know any other way to see or live. There is no one "best" time of my life. It's not a sad thing to me at all; I guess I just don't feel like that kind of categorization is applicable.
03/23 06:06:58 EcK: lex
03/23 06:06:59 EcK: lex
03/23 06:21:34 Nancynobullets: LEXXX *sacrifices a first born*
03/23 06:21:53 Nancynobullets: We summon yooouuu
03/23 06:29:07 Lexicon: I was sleeping!
04/25 04:20:35 Patches: Don't listen to lex. She wants to birth a litter of kittens. She doesnt get to decide whats creepy
02/16 23:49:38 ygolo: Lex is afk
02/16 23:49:45 Cimarron: she's doing drugs with Jack
03/05 19:27:41 Time: You can't make chat morbid. Lex does it naturally.
Nostalgia, selective memories and my current values make determining the best year difficult for me. If I were to choose it would have to be on the basis of the amount of opportunities with far reaching consequences which existed. Many of which I chose the wrong decisions for and thus find time to regret and wonder about. In that case it would be when I was 10 (1997-1998). I would do my eleven plus exam this time if I had another chance, no refusing to do so due to childish reasons and everything after that would be different. Maybe better or maybe worse but different in any case.
I remember hugging my mother and telling her very solemnly that I did not want to get any older than six. Not because life was so great, its just that I looked at what lay ahead and didn't see the luster of adulthood. Years are sometimes swinging up and sometimes swinging down, but in retrospect especially, never really completing the turn to best or worst because hindsight tempers that for me.
21 and 22, so far! I was really coming into my own and super-involved at college, lots of new adventures with established friends, feeling more mastery in school, feeling more independent and self-sufficient, feeling like the future was wide open. But I also felt great as an 18-year-old starting college, an 8th grader finishing middle school, a 6th grader having just gotten onto the cheerleading squad, and pretty much in every year of elementary school.
So I'm thinking I'm about due for another really good year soon.
I am so on board with you! I agree with every sentence. WHEN IS OUR NEXT AWESOME YEAR?!