From January until the summer time, life was routine but easy. Senior year of high school, knowing you only had a few months left, was pretty great in itself. Driving to school, picking up Alex -- "What's the daily update?" and showing up late or just making it on-time to homeroom, knowing that the day was unpredictable. Lunches were sometimes a bore but some were fun. Our sushi and donair craze -- oh how I miss that donair place! haha and just sitting in the car, listening to music, eating lunch. Random discussions in the cafe and one distinct one was "BIG WHITE!!" hahah Even the classes were filled with random talks.
bio - back benches, you guys were awesome!
relig - dying in that class, but somehow making it through
history - couldnt' have made it without you best
writing - just makes me smile thinking about that class
french - 4 years together! Let's just say taking french now just isn't the same
physics - how some impossible way we made it through it all and the only thing I learned was m1v1 + m2v2 hahah
law - *turn around*
After school was memorable as well. Standing in the usual spot in a circle talking about the most random things was actually pretty fun. The random adventures to White Rock after school - just because we could was fun. The usual table at Baskin Robin's and the endless talks at Starbucks -- oh how I miss those soo very much! There were other memorable things like BC Catholics, grad pics, Alex's debut, my 18th, GRAD, sulyap, commencements and everything else in between. Everything just seemed good -- last year of high school, first solo ever in KP, rondalla strong as ever (FOB-'ITS), acceptance letters, driver's license, closer friendships and being 18. But it all begins to change after that. And if someone just told me it was all going to change.. then maybe I would've had a different attitude or done things differently.
From summer until December -- I don't know how to describe it, I guess it was all just very different. The summer was fun (you can read my past posts of that), but it was mainly when September hit, that things just took a 180 turn. No longer was I in the comforts of simplicity, but rather a realm where work and school became my life with nothing that really made me happy. It was hard to accept, because never did I ever feel so alone.. not just that it was a new school with no community, but rather it's as if I had no one to turn to when things got tough. The world just felt unreachable, as if I was slowly losing grip of it. I guess it was a time to grow up, to see that I had to learn to be independent and know that not everyone would be by my side. It was tough and certainly still is. I'm slowly learning to adapt, yet I won't lie - sometimes it's unbearable. But there's always hope.. I think it's about self-discovery, trying to find my way through all the chaos. I know I haven't reached it yet, but hey it's a learning process right? Anyways, it wasn't all that bad.. there were fireworks, TNT, frisbee outings, Portland, White Rock adventures, "He won't be seventeen forever", Fright Night, monthly dinners and countless hours on the phone. And there were randoms like narcolepsy, stimulants, classical school, lavish lifestyle, so elementary, first-name basis, smaller and taller self and the list goes on.. It was all fun while it was lasted for sure.
A new discovery that I learned about myself was my interest in slideshows and videos. I don't really know how it all came about, but it really appealed to me. Editing photos, video and audio.. even though it was really frustrating and difficult at times, the end product was worth it. I ended up making about three slideshows and one video. It's weird thinking to why I made them since only one of them was for someone. But, the others.. I don't know, it was just something I wanted to do just because. So here is one of the ones that I'm very proud of putting together entitled "Pilot: I'll Be There For You". It was a glimpse back to high school life and memories that I shared with my friends. It's sad to think that now I can't say, "I grad'ed this year" and no longer can anyone yell out "GRAD '08!" haha. But it's certainly time to move on. Anyways, that was me reminiscing back on 2008 -- goodtimes, great memories, awesome moments! Here's to hopefully a better new year and more indescribale moments! Cheers!
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