Cute Is What We Aim For

Kay, so I know I'm a little bent on the past right now.. but I can't help it.
I'm looking back at old pictures from grade 11. I used to just think of that year as confusing and ridiculous and not knowing who I am or where I was going and being kinda crazy... but if I actually try to bring up bad memories, I only have, like, 3.
Instead I have great memories of picnics in May and skating with Camille and Carlye. I remember laughing in math with Karina and Dan, or whispering during terrible movies in English with Ben. I think I take some of those times for granted, because that year was actually pretty amazing. I loved pretty much every day during that year at school. Even the day my fish died and Rachel, Derek and I flushed it down the toilet in the girls bathroom, or the day of the diversity symposium when Ben made Rachel and I climb to the very highest point of Malaspina just to eat our lunch.
That summer was even incredible. It was hard at points without my dad really being an active part of my life, but hanging out with Camille all summer was definitely amazing, and I have a lot of percious memories from that time.
I guess the point of this entire post is just to say that even in the hard times, there's a lot of stuff to really cherish from every point in your life, and sometimes you just don't see it until after it passed.
I still have a lot of iffy feelings about grade 12, but I can think of a lot of great times then, too.
ie. Beating Ben at Tekken 2... 8 times.