25: What you find hanging on a lamp

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My memories are all through out my room and the list of where I got all my little trinkets could go on and on. They are small things but it seems together I’ve got quite the collection of stuff. Wouldn’t it be easier to fit them all in memory cards? There are too many memories to carry around. Even a small area contains to much memory to carry to a new place.

Today I picked to focus on a single area. I hang stuff on the switch of my lamp. It’s actually the only source of light in my room when it’s not daylight. I have to walk across my room to turn it on but it’s extremely bright because it doesn’t have a lamp shade. It’s funny because I’ve never gotten one. I always talked about getting one but I never have. I’m going to be leaving this special room soon and I guess I’ll never have the chance to get that lampshade.

I kind of like it that way though. It’s odd that I like my lamp not to have a lamp shade. I guess it’s just apart of my room.

There are quite a few objects hanging on that switch to this particular lamp. Actually there are so many now its harder to turn the darn thing on and off.

I guess I’ll start with the latest things I’ve added. Something you’ll find is my graduating tassel. For some reason, no matter how obtuse or nonchalant I am about graduating I feel nostalgic and attachment to that time. I also have a necklace with a class ring attached on this switch as well. I know that I have only graduated recently but it feels odd to think I’m not going back to a public school kind of life.

I’m glad too because the system sucks here in Texas especially. What are our representatives thinking? But to other things.

My friend, whom I’ve known since elementary school was hit by a car about a week before graduation and broke a bone in her neck. That was very sad for me because while I haven’t talked to her in so long (due to boyfriend and job and not having any of the same classes ect. ect.) I still feel close to her. She has the worst kind of luck. She still went to graduation though. It’s hard for her but she’s tough, and is loved.

When I visited her I got to see two of my old friends and we all enjoyed an odd yet amusing and happy day at the hospital. It’s weird but we had so much fun that day. We spent so much time at the hospital, most people would have left but we had fun and cheered up a good friend. My old friend gave us a gift for graduation and it was a cute beaded necklace. That necklace is hanging on the light switch as well.

Next is the name tag for the VASE art contest. This past year I participated in an art contest and I got to see so much amazing work. We had fun and ate yummy food and made art! It was so much fun.

Next to that is the ID card to my three-day trip in San Antonio for my first ever ANIME CONVENTION! I went with a large group and we stayed in the hotel. It was quite the experience and I wont forget how awesome and weird and so much FUN it was!

I have two cupcake rings that I’ve gotten in the past. One was from a friend’s birthday party that we had at Barton Springs that was so fun and the other was from a UIL Academic school thing I participated in. It was one of the student’s birthday so we had cupcakes. I’ll never forget that trip, probably ever. That’s all I’m going to say on that.

For Christmas, my secret santa in my Orchestra class was India my beloved stand partner! She gave me wonderful handmade cookies and chocolate! Plus a cute drawing (that I have on my photo colage) and a cute little plush turtle that attached to a pencil. It’s hooked on another Orchestra memory.

It’s dice that has glow in the dark stars! You know, the kind that you hang in your car? I don’t have a car but it hangs on my lamp. I got it at Blazer Tag. That was the first time I ever did that laser gun thing and I sucked at it. But it was fun. I got a ride home with some of them because it was raining and I didn’t have my umbrella. Nice friends.

All these memories are on a lamp.

How crazy that a little switch can hold so many memories. So much can be held in so little space and mementos are so simple and meaningful. How can I bring all of them to my new home?

I guess those memories are in me and I don’t need objects to hold them.

But every time I see them hanging on my lamp switch, every time I turn of the light when I go to bed, I see those objects and remember.

13: Making Memories and Reminiscing

Me at Barton Springs in Austin TX

Today I was broken out of my “do nothing” marathon I was having in my room. Other than thinking and blogging all I have been doing is listening to music and reading manga. Yeah, pretty dorky but it’s a good rest before I go to college.

My very good friend got me and my brother out of the house to go swimming at Barton Springs. I very much enjoy Austin, especially the free side of Barton Springs. Having memories there are important before I leave. I’ll look back and see pictures, have memories and visit again soon with those I care about. I hope to keep those memories and continue to create them.

Once finished, my friend Sara and I started to wonder what we’ll miss most about orchestra. For us orchestra was like our clubhouse, our home at school, the place we went whenever we felt like it. It was always ok to go to orchestra. It was always fun there. We always laughed and all of us orch-dorks were good friends.

I’ll miss playing pool with each other on Mondays at Slick Willies with Megan, Josh, Grace and Sara. I’ll miss playing Signs with everyone there. I’ll miss the inside jokes (Look! I’m a tree!) and the fun we always had together no matter what. I’ll miss Mr. Baird and his wacky personality and every one of us being together. How can I not miss something so like a second family?

I’ll be able to visit but it won’t be the same. That same feeling, I don’t think, will exist again exactly like that. It won’t be the Crockett Orchestra for me anymore. Those are memories now. Very important and special memories. I love them very much. We were all so different, so special to work together with. I have that in my heart but it is over now.

I’ll have another family elsewhere, I can hope at least that it will happen for me when I move. It wont be the same and it wont be better but I can hope I will be lucky enough to have a similar feeling of home away from home again.

Memories are special. I will always have my orchestra family and I will always have great friends to get me out of the house.

Those feelings are warm and surround me like the sun’s rays as I lay out on the rock at Barton. Just because I am in a different place, it doesn’t make those rays any less warm.