Today we traded gifts during choir. I made homemade magnets for Adrian who I drew and threw in some caramels and chocolates as well :) Brie had me and gave me a bag of gluten free yumminess. As we were going around in a circle and handing out gifts, I was reminded of fourth grade (or somewhere around there) when we we did Kris Kringles and I drew Katie. I got some money from mom and dad to go get a $5 gift from Walgreens. I remember buying a light-up yo-yo and being really excited about it. I remember getting ready to wrap it and then deciding that I wanted to play with it first. I took it out of the cheap plastic and cardboard box and when I tried to play with it, it broke. It even chipped off a piece. I didn't know what to do, and being a stupid youngling I decided to play it off like nothing had happened. I taped it back into the box and wrapped it in Christmas paper to bring to school the next day. When Katie unwrapped it at school, it fell apart on the floor. I tried to lie and say that it was faulty packaging etc., but everyone read right through that... I was embarrassed and so was Katie. After a few phone calls between parents, my parents helped me pick out a $10 gift to make up for the broken yo-yo. I picked out a musical jewelry box. I remember that she liked it, but that's about it.
A few years later in eighth grade, karma came back and bit me. We did kris kringles again and I gave my person a really nice gift, but Jimmy forgot about getting me something, so he went to his locker and pulled out an old used deck of cards (not even a full deck) and put it on my desk. Yep, I deserved that.
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Friday, December 16, 2011
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
The Vermillion Effect
I have a problem. It's called attachment. I get easily attached to people, places, and things.
As far as the 'things' go, my attachment fairly temporary. It's kinda like a fad. I'll go after something (fairly) new, and I'll use it non-stop. So far it has happened with new movies, Ipod, X-Box, Facebook, computer, and other things.
Attachment to places is bad too. I got attached to my churches up in the Twin Cities, to my pharmacies north of the Cities, and now to USD. I think it's the people in these places though that makes them attachable.
People attachments are the worst. It takes me forever to get over those--and by forever, I mean it doesn't happen. I would give a lot to be able to forget about some people in my past. This type of attachment haunts me in my dreams and in real life. I still have a hard time going home to the Twin Cities, and running into people that made my life a living hell when I was there. Really, that only includes people from my senior year of high school and Holy Childhood people. It's not just the people that I despise because of what happened either-- when I see people that were involved in any way to those two horrible events in my life, memories come pouring back in, and I feel depressed. Depressed--this from the happy-go-lucky girl.
Even when I went up to Jake's wedding last weekend, there was still a sense of sadness because of the past. At the reception, I happened to sit with three families from HC, each of whom played a role in the whole HC crisis. We mentioned HC a few times, but none of us were eager to talk about it. Then we changed the subject, due to the hardened and sad look on all of our faces. If there was a good thing about that, it's that I wasn't the only one who was still sad about everything that happened.
Regardless of all the attachment issues, I still treasure all of the wonderful memories that I have from the past. I only wish they could be seperated from the horrors.
As far as the 'things' go, my attachment fairly temporary. It's kinda like a fad. I'll go after something (fairly) new, and I'll use it non-stop. So far it has happened with new movies, Ipod, X-Box, Facebook, computer, and other things.
Attachment to places is bad too. I got attached to my churches up in the Twin Cities, to my pharmacies north of the Cities, and now to USD. I think it's the people in these places though that makes them attachable.
People attachments are the worst. It takes me forever to get over those--and by forever, I mean it doesn't happen. I would give a lot to be able to forget about some people in my past. This type of attachment haunts me in my dreams and in real life. I still have a hard time going home to the Twin Cities, and running into people that made my life a living hell when I was there. Really, that only includes people from my senior year of high school and Holy Childhood people. It's not just the people that I despise because of what happened either-- when I see people that were involved in any way to those two horrible events in my life, memories come pouring back in, and I feel depressed. Depressed--this from the happy-go-lucky girl.
Even when I went up to Jake's wedding last weekend, there was still a sense of sadness because of the past. At the reception, I happened to sit with three families from HC, each of whom played a role in the whole HC crisis. We mentioned HC a few times, but none of us were eager to talk about it. Then we changed the subject, due to the hardened and sad look on all of our faces. If there was a good thing about that, it's that I wasn't the only one who was still sad about everything that happened.
Regardless of all the attachment issues, I still treasure all of the wonderful memories that I have from the past. I only wish they could be seperated from the horrors.
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