Well, 2018 was another rocky year— but, at the very least, there was Timothée Chalamet. While it may seem like he’s always been the Internet’s collective boyfriend, this was really the year Timmy achieved that important pop-cultural milestone (eat it, Noah Centineo) and really many others: It was the year he almost-slash-definitely should have won an Oscar; the year he got a girlfriend and a bad haircut and a plethora of amazing roles. In the spirit of focusing on the positive and clinging to whatever whatever shards of hope and optimism remain in this world, let us pause and reflect upon the past 365 Days of Chalamet.

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January: Peak Chala-mania

After holidays spent watching Call Me By Your Name multiple times, the dawn of the new year brought peak awards-season buzz for the 22-year-old It man Lady Bird director Greta Gerwig called “a young Christian Bale crossed with a young Daniel Day-Lewis with a sprinkle of young Leonardo DiCaprio.” He was suddenly everywhere, not least of all in your head, heart, and Instagram feed (via several fan accounts).

Also in January, Chalamet found himself confronting his first potential snafu. As the MeToo movement gained momentum, Chalamet joined the stars who donated their salaries from a Woody Allen movie (in Timmy's case, the on-hold A Rainy Day in New York) to the then–newly founded Time’s Up Legal Defense Fund.

He capped off the first month of 2018 as God intended: re-creating the much-memed CMBYN dance scene to “Love My Way” by the Psychedelic Furs with fans at midnight where the movie was filmed, in Crema, Italy.

February: Making Oscars history

By February, everyone’s imaginary Valentine became the youngest Oscar nominee for Best Actor in 80 years. No one was safe in the presence of his adorable “OMG, I can’t believe I’m really here” vibes; Both Meryl Streep and Laura Dern fell prey to his charms at the Oscars luncheon. Even Jennifer Lawrence made her feelings known. Who could blame them?

In other news, Frank Ocean interviewed Chalamet for V Man and kindly reminded the world that Chamalet’s aspiring rapper name in high school was “Timmy T.”

March: A cruel defeat

Chala-mania continued as Timmy graced us with his presence at the Academy Awards not in the standard black tux, or even the slightly edgier navy tux, but in an impeccable custom white Berluti suit that is forever seared in my memory. As are his large, puppylike feet in slick black boots, and CMBYN screenwriter James Ivory’s shirt with Timothée’s face custom-painted on it.

Chalamet brought his mother as his date (just like DiCaprio, Bradley Cooper, and Matt Damon before him) but was cruelly defeated (robbed, I tell you!) by Gary Oldman in The Darkest Hour. Bo-ring.

April: Timmy parties on

After the mania of awards season died down, Chalamet did what any good millennial would do: He went to Coachella. Unlike all the other millennials, though, Chalamet took an epic selfie with The Weeknd, Nicki Minaj, and Shania Twain.

May: A much-needed month of rest?

Little was known about his whereabouts as summer drew nigh, but Timothée did share this photo of himself drinking orange juice in an Ellen Show T-shirt. You’re welcome.

June: Hollywood’s young prince becomes a King

It was back to work for Timmy as he began filming Netflix’s The King, a King Henry V mash-up co-starring Robert Pattinson (a special treat for the stans, this one will be) and . . . one Lily-Rose Depp.

But Chalamet Nation really lost its shit in June when the news broke that Chalamet was in talks to reunite with Gerwig and his friend and Lady Bird costar Saoirse Ronan to play Laurie in Gerwig’s adaptation of Little Women. Dying (of scarlet fever)!

July: Hot Summer Nights

Some fans suffering from Timmy withdrawal were sated when Hot Summer Nights, a ’90s-era romp shot before the CMBYN craze took shape, landed in theaters. But mainly July was spent preoccupied with one thing and one thing only. Three words: Chalamet in Art, the Instagram account flawlessly photoshopping him into the works of Michelangelo and Monet.

August: Timothée’s darkest hour

Everyone temporarily forgets about Chalamet after an unforeseen challenger threatens his status as Internet’s boyfriend: To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before star Noah Centineo. Would this shirtless whippersnapper rob Timothée of his title?

September: Timothée returns

. . . but with an unfortunate bowl cut! Not since Samson has a haircut felt so monumental.

__October: The awards buzz begins again . . . __

. . . this time, for Beautiful Boy, in which Chalamet stars alongside Steve Carell. Reviews are mixed, though Chalamet shines—of course—and his standing seems secure as the TABILB mania has at least temporarily quieted, especially due to a development in his personal life . . .

Autumn in New York also marked Chalamet’s first high-profile romance since his high school relationship with Lourdes Leon, when he is spotted kissing (and eating fried chicken with) his King costar Depp. This is lovely, but perhaps even lovelier is Timmy’s statement that he is “100 percent in” for the potential CMBYN sequel.

November: Thanksgiving

Everyone is thankful that Timmy’s bowl cut is quickly growing out—and for this close-range Instagram.

December: Ending on a high note

Chalamet signs on for his first Wes Anderson movie—The French Dispatch—about American journalists in 1950s Paris. Finally, a chance to showcase his French accent! And Timmy comes full circle with more awards love: a nomination for a Golden Globe for Best Supporting Actor for Beautiful Boy.

Where will Chalamet take us in 2019? The best (and that Little Women remake) are yet to come.