2007. 2007 years since Jesus first walked the Earth. Or crawled the Earth. 'Cos he was a baby and shit. 2007. Two James Bonds. Mad. According to dA, 2007 wasn't an entirely active year for me. Oh, contrare, my perfect peach pear, 2007 was the year where I probably learnt more about myself than any other year, and any other year to come, I'm sure of it. Like every other person, I made friends, I lost friends, I discovered new bands, took up new opportunities, was overwhelmed by love, infatuation, hate and grief and gave up alcohol more times than I can remember. 3 boyfriends, 3 exes, 3 gigs and a new best-friend later, 2008 came flying at me.