5/22/09

Possibly the happiest day of my life...

You see, May 22nd was mandatory fun day at my school...Classes over at lunch time, leaving the rest of the day for games, activities, chowing down on junk food, hanging out with friends, and just having tons of fun in general..

My two friends Janelle and Cory and I all had an absolute BLAST at it...We chowed down on free icecream sundaes, cotton candy, and snow cones...We went to the art building and ended up helping out with face painting...We tried knocking some people into the dunk tank...And after Janelle had to leave for the day, Cory and I went around and found the videogame room, kept dark for our viewing pleasure as people had a Halo tornament...Well, there was a couple eating eachother's faces off as well, but that's just because they decided to make up their own game. XD After that, Cory and I walked over to the gym and played some bad mitten, as HORRIBLE as I am at that. XD By the time I got on the bus, I was BEYOND exhausted, but the best part of the day was still to come..

After school, the guy I was in love with, Clint, and I went for a walk...We started walking up the hill towards his neighborhood when he lead me to the side of the road...There was a little path leading down this REALLY steep embankment into the woods. I told him there was no way in Hell I was going down there, but then he asked if I was scared and offered to let me hold his hand to make sure I didn't fall. Every bit of common sense in me shut up at that very moment, determining that if I were to fall and die while getting to hold his hand, my entire life with all it's ups and downs would have been entirely worth it.

He took me down to where there was a little stream...We fallowed a path into the woods, through the stream, and up this other embankment to where this really big, old tree hung over, stretching about 25 feet above the stream below. We climbed up, and he showed me how to climb from branch to branch, though I was too scared to do so....He told me stories of how he'd camped out in the tree and woke up covered in spiders to make me laugh...He even showed me how to identify the type of tree, known as a pepper wood tree apperently, easy to determine due to the fact that the leaves smell like menthol when crushed up.

I'd pulled a muscle in my left leg, so as we started walking again, I was kind of limping, much to my embarrassment. We walked together up to the elementary school he used to go to...He showed me around the playground and told me stories of when he went there.

When we walked back to my house, neither of us actually wanted to go back home, so instead, we walked down the hill by my house and he showed me this little spot in the woods...Another place with a stream. I, of course, was nervous, but went anyway...Anything to spend more time with him. We stood by and looked at the little stream down the hill below us. I decided to take my chances and wrapped my arm around his. He returned the gesture, holding my arm tightly against him. I layed my head on his sholder, and he layed his head on mine. We stood there for a long moment in silence, as words were not even needed. I told him I really, really liked him, and he told me he liked me too, and that I was a nice girl.

That night, I swear to God, my world was covered in a pink, strawberry Pocky flavored fog...I was so incredibly in love that I felt almost as though my heart would explode. Despite my legs being sore as hell, primarily the left one which hurt quite a bit for the next 3 days, I was as happy as could be. That was positively one of THE best days, if not the best day, of my whole life...I was 10 times happier than I had ever been, and that year I had had some pretty damn happy moments. It ended up being ironic that a mere week later would be one of the worst days of my life.

Lately I've gotten so mixed up with everything...I've let that whole experience control me...Not for how good it was, but for the bad that happened. I've tried so hard to forget without success, and at this point, when my life lays in shambles of what it used to be, I look back and say "Why forget this? Why try to block out such happy memories?" So...Rather than shoving it all away, I decided to draw it out instead...To let myself remember every sight, smell, sound, everything for exactly how it was. I loved him more than I had ever loved anyone before, that day really WAS the happiest day of my life...And it will always be a part of me and a part of my heart. I've learned that moving on doesn't always mean forgetting...It just means hanging onto what you had while not letting it ruin what you will have in the future. With this, I'll always have a little piece of that day saved away.

Clint was suppose to be a Dingo because he always wanted to go to Australia and such, and I always imagined him as a canine. I dunno how mad I messed up the coloration, but oh well, I think it came out pretty cute. XD

Done in colored pencil, as usual my camera raped the colors and I probably cropped off a little more than I should have in editing on Photobucket. x3