Posts Tagged ‘eric’

I haven’t been posting much since I returned from my amazing adventures in Orlando that I really, really didn’t want to come home from. But, never fear, I have hopes to return in February with my Nerd Herd. That’s gonna be a pretty big and pretty exciting trip, since it’ll be us on our own. A bunch of friends and no parents. Eek, lookout world. We’re gonna be on the loose.

Last week I was determined to get myself moving forward with my life: college, career, etc. So, I made arrangements to go tour the St. Louis branch of the Art Institutes and check out their Digital Photography program. I loved it, and am definitely interested in going to school there. I’m hoping to start in February next year, after my Nerd Herd and I return from our misadventures. I had a phone call with the admissions director guy yesterday about setting up my interview =) So exciting. I’m glad I’m finally taking my life forward.

The greatest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude.
~Thornton Wilder

Unfortunately, this Saturday won’t be as fun or positive for the most part. This Saturday marks seven years since my best friend, Eric, died two months before my 15th birthday. He was only fourteen. Too young to lose a life so wonderful, so hopeful. I’ll write more about him later. But for now, I must get back to college related things.

~Angel

One of the lines from The Avengers that really struck me was the quote from Black Widow:

“I’ve got red on my ledger; I’d like to wipe it out.”

It’s sort of a quiet motto to how I live my life. Granted, I haven’t committed the same sort of acts that she has, but I have red in my ledger (so to speak) all the same. There are some things in my life that are going to haunt me forever, and all I can really to is try to make up for them with everything else I do. A better way to explain it maybe is how Katniss view “owing” people in the Hunger Games books – that if someone does something for you, you owe them, even if they want nothing in return. You still feel like you OWE them.

I guess some of mine comes from when my best friend, Eric, died two months before my 15th birthday. The 7 year anniversary (terrible word for it, isn’t it?) is coming up in almost exactly a month, so it’s haunting me as it is. Life seems to drain from you when a death hangs onto you like that – I’m alive, he isn’t. I’m alive, seeing movies and having birthdays and falling in love and all that…  But there’s other reasons, too.

Anyway:

Heading out for Orlando at 5am in the morning. I shall post as I can, lovelies.

~Angel