1999. The year I graduated high school.Looking back on it, I would had enjoyed it a lot more and would had taken more chances in having fun and being in love. Plus, I would have made more use of the hype for the upcoming year of 2000, whether it's celebrating the new millennium (I know, I know, but screw the technicalities of 2001 being the 'real' start to it) or just adding to the Y2K hysteria.
Originally posted by Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay ScienceWhat, if some day or night a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you: 'This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more' ... Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: 'You are a god and never have I heard anything more divine.'
I envy anyone who's had a year that was so free of mistakes or bad experiences that to live through it again, completely unable to change anything, would be anything other than insanity-inducing.
Tie either 1996 where I graduated high school, my long national nightmare, and went to college for the first time actually making friends with people I liked minus the ocassional awkward making out with roommate's ex moment. Plus, the movies were great ID4, The Rock and First Contact. A golden age of TV.
2002. Living a good apartment for once with good roommates, had a radio show, finished my masters, my sister gets married, worked in a comic book store and started dating my now wife. Minus the comic book thing, not working out, it was pretty tight. Also WM X-8 at NYC, you can see him in the Big Show montage. I think I hugged Chris Jericho that year, too.
The Wee Baby Sheamus.Twitter: @realjoecarfley its a bit more toned down there. A bit.
I would have had some good answers for this a while ago, when things weren't going so well, but now I'd be scared to change anything and wind up without what I have now, so I'll stick with what's behind door #1.
I dont know about a specific calendar year, but I would live 7th-8th grade over again (89-91-ish I guess). That was such a fun time for me. Great friends, a little freedom, no real responibilities, everything that matters now didnt matter then. Good times.
1977. I was 9 going on 10. Days spent playing sports with my friends, starting to get interested in girls, just being a kid. I watch my 10 year old (and 8 year old) enjoy their life and wish I could do that time all over again.
This is me. I've only thrown away one trap since we moved here - usually the cat on the first floor stops everything, but this fall there were some painters who really liked leaving doors open, so this winter's been a little more populated than last.