Weep Not For the Memories

I've decided to make a seperate, personal blog where I can recount my memories of my father and of other people in my life. This'll be a special place for those precious recolations.

Monday, June 28, 2004

Reminscing

I revamped the blog. Changed the background and added little title thingys. I think it looks nice and now it's pink, which is very me.

I also voted today, being that there was an election. I spent a month agonizing over who to vote for and then made up my mind in about five seconds when faced with the ballot. I really don't want Stephen Harper to win, so as I saw it, I had no choice but to vote Liberal. Had to go for the lesser of the two evils.

The voting station was at Castleton school. First time I'd been inside in seven years. Blew me away. Everything is so little and so different than the way I remember. They've painted things. Also, was I really that small? Of course I was, but... Wow.

Still, despite the changes, the memories hit me like a wave. I could see myself running up the stairs to class. Walking through the halls with my friends. Sitting in the gym during an assembly. It was so long ago.

To be fourteen again. Eh, wait, maybe not. Not an age I would do over. Personally there's not enough money in the world that would make me relive 14-19. Those were not my best years. In fact, most of the time, they pretty much sucked.

Whoever said that your high school years were there best years of your life never went to high school. I hated being a teenager. I wouldn't do the drama, the angst and the misery again if my life depened on it.

I mean, sure, there were some good things that came out of those years. I made some great friends and I do have a bunch of great memories. It's not like I was miserable every day of my high school years, it just seemed that way. Still, the good doesn't outweigh the bad, so I'm glad it's over.

Still, as much as high school sucked for the most part, elementry school rocked. Of course, I will admit my memories are a little clouded being that it's been seven years and I'm sure I've glossed over some of the bad things, but for the most part my ten years at Castleton Public School were good ones.

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