Yesterday I got a headstart on cleaning out my old room - what an unholy mess! Papers upon papers upon papers... I'll be recycling half of my bedroom. I did discover that most of what I have would make a nice scrapbook though (or two, or three, or four...). I only bought yearbooks twice when I was in highschool, and I lost one of them, so I was thinking I would make 'yearbooks' relevant to what happened to me in highschool.
The thing is, there's all of this STUFF that I had forgotten had even happened in highschool...the little things. The fun things. Like when Tara and I tried to do Wizard's annual scavenger hunt (with minimal success) or when we went to the school's production of the Wizard of Oz, or the first movie Tara, Amanda and I saw together, which was the Beverly Hills Ninja.
Or old assignments that I look at, and see what I did wrong, and what I did right. My favourite teachers, my favourite classes...
So I guess what I'm saying is, it's SO easy for me to get depressed about the bad stuff that happened in high school, or even the hard stuff, but when I comes right down to it, I can't beat myself up too much, because I did okay. I did pretty damn well for myself.
And this isn't me living in the past....I've always been dead-set against such things. But this is me putting to rights reality. Remembering all of the things that made that time so special.
Expungation. If that is a word. ;)
And by the way, to stay on the topic of this blog...lastnight I started my online resume, but now I can't decide whether to have it as HTML or PDF, or both. I could make it look so much nicer (graphically) in PDF, and still keep the links, but I don't want to give people too much trouble for loading it. I guess I depends on whether I'm out to impress straight away, or be practical.
Peace out.
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