The Year the World DIDN'T End

For the Reviewing 2012 contest. One of the stand out moments this year for me was the apocalypse and how disappointing it was.


1. The Year the World DIDN'T End

The other day, a friend asked me what my highlight of 2012 was and a million thoughts rushed through my head at once. 2012 was the year London held the Olympics for the third time- the most any city has ever held the huge event. And what a show the Olympic and Paralympic Games were! It seemed like world record after world record was being broken and Team GB and Paralympics GB were winning medal after medal after medal. Also in sport, 2012 was the year a British cyclist finally won the Tour de France. Achieving the yellow jersey firmly placed Bradley Wiggins and his awful sideburns (no offence) deep into the proud hearts of every person in Britain. And how could anyone forget about 2012 being the year of Queen Elizabeth II's diamond jubilee? It was a truly spectacular celebration of 60 wonderful years on the throne for our Queen. As well as all this, 2012 held some milestones for me personally. 2012 was the year I finally got diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome, the year I started my GCSEs and (perhaps most importantly) it was the year I joined Movellas.

But what definitely was not my highlight was the supposed apocalypse. I mean, what a let down, right? There's me sitting in my ordinary classroom in my ordinary seat on Friday December 21st 2012, a so-called extraordinary day, secretly hoping and praying that the world would end before, or at least during, my business exam that I had forgotten/been to lazy to revise for. So I sit there, completely still in the middle of my exam, just waiting for something, anything, to happen: a big bang, a massive explosion of fire, people starting to disappear, a massive earthquake or tsunami, all the power to go out, people just dying, a massive solar flare... Nothing. And how stupid did I feel? Very. But never mind how I felt, how stupid did I look? Extremely. The list of what I had heard was going to happen was endless, why couldn't at least one of them come true? Sure, we would have all died, but at least we could say at least one exciting thing happened in our lifetime. 

But there was one good thing to come out of the "apocalypse"... I will never trust an urban myth EVER again. Or the Mayans for that matter. I thought they were meant to be smart? Obviously not. If they were they would have extended their calendar past December 20th 2012. It would've saved me a lot of trouble. I mean, I was so worried that I was going to day without telling that one person what I think of them and told them that one thing I had never plucked up the courage to before... "I hate you."

Maybe I'm being too cynical. Maybe I should be concentrating on all the amazing things that happened this year. Or maybe I should think about all the crazy stuff that happened in 2012, like an old Spanish woman completely ruining a painting of Jesus. But, at the end of the day, that probably will not be what I remember in fifty years time. No, I will always remember 2012 as the year the world didn't end.

And to anyone that is interested, my highlight of the year was just being able to spend this incredible year with my amazing family, which might not seem like a big thing seeing as I spend every year with my family, but 2012 was a pretty special year and I loved being able to spend it with the most special people in my life. That was what I answered my friend.
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