but the past year has gone by so quickly that i feel as if i need to force myself to remember it, or risk losing it entirely.
so here we go.
year 11 was not the insanely difficult year that so many people made it out to be. or maybe i say that only in retrospect. i remember telling myself at the start of the year that i would work hard and stay on top of things.

i failed. miserably.
the stress was, at times, hair-pulling crazy; but by grace, i somehow pulled through with a bunch of As, and 99% attendance.

i don't know where the 1% went -_-
i also lost the job i'd had for two years.
i hadn't realised that i'd been working there for so long.
long enough to see the people come and go, have kids, get sick, get better, grow up, grow old, die.

but i got another job, and even though at this point it may or may not be permanent, it's keeping me occupied and earning me pocket money that i don't really have time to spend.


i love just hanging out and doing normal stuff together; i don't need to go out and do something special. it's the everyday things that make me smile.
it's not the parties or the outings we had together that i remember most. it's the little moments we had that stick out in my mind - like that time us girls sat together on that bench under that tree, and just made fun of each other.
ok, so we mostly made fun of karina.
special mention to G&T class, which was ALWAYS a pleasure to go to. always.

yes, even though we look hell stupid.
i think william got shat on by crows the most this year. if not the most, then definitely the worst (hair, all across the shirt, hands).
and all the games, jokes, food, food and food...
i think most of my spending went to food.

and how could we ever forget three certain someones who crouched behind a rock in the cold for hours... just to be able to say "BOO. did we scare you?".
it's really in the little things...
lining up frozen and hungry in the rain.
playing cards till the wee hours of the morning.
deep and meaningfuls that were really quite scary.
building miniature fences with little sticks...
...then arguing about whose nut-head is bigger.
slacking off in the rainbow room.
sharing biscuits and bananas and muesli bars in intro calc.
sunshine, rainbows, butterflies.
and tears.
scars.
laughter.
smile.
along with scores of other things.
this year, i make no resolutions.
i make no promises.
i'll take it as it comes, because that's the only way you can.
live, life, love.
so here's to 2008,
let's make the most of now.
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