A year in which I started some directors' filmographies such as Haneke's and in which I finished others such as Almodóvar's.
|The journey ended.|
A year in which Jeringa and Pennywise travelled to the Moon.
A year in which I celebrated two years of pure bliss the same day I moved to a different flat.
A year in which I saw concerts as amazing as Mika's, Madonna's or (an after and a before in my life) Lady Gaga's.
A year in which we fought the faceless monster of bureaucracy to get a scolarship.
A year in which I finished a journey I had started three years before.
A year in which I became an adult when I moved to a different city, a wonderful city, with the best roommate/lifemate ever. Growing up involved almost crying when Ikea furniture laughed at me...
A year in which I learnt to cook, to clean, to decorate for Christmas and to buy magazines on a budget. Well, maybe I failed that last part.
A very good year.