This year in one word was absolute. Every feeling, every emotion, every hope and every wish was ensued. In January, I became best friends with Leah Tully. February was filled with love, laughter and motivation. UNH hockey made its annual season ending push to guarantee its 9th straight NCAA tournament appearance. In March I watched my brother Mackenzie skate for the very last time, in which became my most viewed post. April was the month filled with ups and downs. UNH hockey was granted the fourth seed while upsetting arguably the most decorated senior class that year from Miami-Ohio  in Manchester, NH. The next year we ended our amazing season with a tough lose to Notre Dame the next night, ending the year for two of my closer friends I’ve made while working with the team. Sean Andrake and I have a lot in common when you think about it. Both have pretty good senses of humors, can take and give chirps with the best of them and are both a little vertically challenged. One thing that separates him though from most, is his how he works with a team. He always did what he was told, to the best of his ability and with a smirk on his face. We’ve been through a lot together over my two years working with him, and now by taking over his responsibilities I understand why he had to work so hard with the pressure received from this coaching staff. Phil DeSimone was the first player my freshman year to really welcome me to the team. He always gave me a hard time, which definitely broke the ice but also made me become more comfortable in front of the boys at an early stage. I’ll always cherish the memories of getting lunches, or chucking sauce during pregame skates, ripping around campus on the moped, talking about ‘brotha bob,’ or ripping on each others outfits that day. It’s a shame he went big time on me, I thought we had something. May flew by whether it was drunken beach trips with Frat 401, long nights in the library filled with adderral and red bull, or scrambling to get that dream summer job. The saddest day of the year though had to of come in May. Saying Goodbye to the memories had in Gables C 401 as soft as it sounds was pretty hard. It marked the end year of a year full of moments I’ll always remember with people I’ll never forget. Thanks a lot for the memories Sean Joseph, Chad Graff, Andrew St. Lawrence, Ian Gausch, Bryan Hanlon and Steve Duval. June was the month Chad and I took ‘BH’ to the hospital over a golfing incident. I celebrated the fourth of July with all of my friends from home at my friend Mallory Phaneuf’s. Throughout August you could find me busing tables at the 99, or fishing or making numerous beach trips with Dylan Clark, Tom Gagnon, Matt Anctil, Sean Lyons, Craig Jameson, Tony Collins, Sarah Mccann, or Leah Wesolaski. September began a new school year as an upperclassmen, that’s pretty much all I remember from that month. October I started my new position in being a manager and was introduced to our new coach who swears more than a sailor, Coach Tortorella. I’ve grown closer to the entire coaching and managing staff this year with being more involved, depended on and asked for in making this team as successful as possible. It also marked my first road trip taken via plane as we went to Minnesota for two tilts with St. Cloud. The funnest most unforgettable day came in this month, “Hallowcoming/Game Day.” November saw a scare in my family with sickness all around. I was down for 10 days with pneumonia followed by my grandfather who was hospitalized for a lengthy period of time. Fortunately he was released in time for the holiday season and has been in great spirits ever since. Last thing I knew it was December, my favorite month of the year. It was the last push to boost those grades up. Finals took the buzz away from college students Christmas spirit. But than the third week of the month came along and the birthday/Christmas celebrations began. Best week of my life, and I want to thank everyone who was a part of it. I turned 21 in Boston, celebrated in Manchester and really ‘uglied’ it up at The Derryfield.

Those were the dots I connected throughout the year while the lines in between were filled with sites, sounds and experiences that go unnoticed to you but will forever remain with me. This was a year that reminded me how fortunate I truly am. The friends I made, the people I’ve met, the memories that were created and the roads that I’ve paved have led me to believe that I have it pretty good. The only thing that’s half ass about me is my body. The rest of me is fully capable of living a full life, being fully passionate about things I love, and laughing with those who make me fully smile. This year I want to be sort of selfish. I want to focus on myself and be ready to put myself in the best position possible as college sadly is near a close. I want to only fall in love with myself, I want to be the only one that changes me, and I want to really enjoy my last year and a half of the ‘best four years of my life (college).” On my littlemotivator twitter account I tweeted that “My New Years Resolution is to smile more and argue less, remain focused and know that I’m blessed.” I truly believe that. This year I want to finish all of the projects I’ve half completed. I want to network with everyone and impact all. No matter what 2012 brings, I will always remember that I am blessed.

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