re:cap
i was about to make this post about the traditional month by month recap of the year i had with kimberlee this past evening when i realized that recap was a re word and it reminded me of re:Generation and E1B and basically made me an emotional mess that wants nothing more in life than to be the next yearbook god like paul ender and brenda and mary kay (who added me on facebook….)
in light of this, i am going to pretend as though i am writing divider copy for the last facet of my year[book] and officially saying farewell.
re:
2010. i really dont think there is anyone that has such a deep and prolonged attachment to these 4 digits than myself… this past year was undeniably the most important and life changing year that i can say that i made it through. i mean anyone can mark the year they graduate high school and begin college as the most important year of their life thus far, but i think it goes deeper than that for myself. The beginning of the year was filled with adventures with d0r0thy aka my UCLA supplement/the reason why we both lost 5 years of life expectancy. There was the start of second semester and that fateful night/the birth of the legendary 40 shot wonder. PWR, blacklight sadies, the birth of my adventures in hair dye in adrienne’s bathroom, charity fashion show, turning 18, junior prom with michelle cornrow nguyen, cutting class all. the. time., meeting my freshmen buddiez in geography/getting my blackberry, interact cruise, senior bhangra, last mc week, final yearbook deadline, AP testing, ashland, fam fest, spring send off, end of the year assembly, yearbook distribution, mural painting, graduation… the latter half of the year was kind of crazy, surreal, and full of emotional turmoil. Through the depression, there was getting paid to go to yearbook camp and bonding with the brenda’s, dreams coming true with Tiffany at her sister’s wedding and skittles vodka, and gaga with Sheila. Toe surgery. College… I think that it wouldn’t necessarily make sense to call 2010 more eventful than most years, but its more of what i went through internally that made 2010 such a stand out year, kind of in a bad way. I dont want to admit it, but i feel like I built a lot of character in some sense, though I’m bitter because I think it was character that wasn’t necessary to build, or more so in the situations that it was built in. but whatever.
cap:
the word “cap” has many meanings, and it is hard for me to restrict myself to just one. 2010 was a cap in the sense that it was the summit, the top of this intense roller coaster we like to call high school. Thinking about it in that analogy, mission was full of ups and downs, twists and turns, moments where i wanted to throw my hands up in defeat, moments where i was grabbing on for dear life, moments where i wanted to throw up (im not an alcoholic), and moments that were full of nothing but fun and laughter. I think May/June was the peak of the roller coaster— everything was climbing up to this singular point and there was no turning back now. After that, things just kind of went down, and fast. 2010 was a cap in the sense that it was the lid, or the closing of a huge part of my life. I really don’t want to let go of this past year not because I feel as though it was the epitome of my life, because it wasn’t, or because I don’t feel like I achieved much, because I for damn sure did. I think more than anything, cap can be used in the verb form: “follow up with something as good or better; surpass; outdo: to cap one joke with another.”
It’s hard to explain why I so badly want to cling to my year when a lot of it was downright shitty… but this re:cap definitely proves that a lot of it also contains some of the fondest memories I will ever have the privilege of saying that I lived through.
and now its on to the next one (one)!
