For a school assignment, We were asked to look back on 2008 and ask ourselves "What has been your best memory, and your worst this past 2008 year?" I tried to think about all the up's and downs and pick apart what was really the best and the worst. I was in no state to do a half-ass job on the assignment considering it was worth 10% of our final grade. I started to take the assignment seriously and write something meaningful and heartwarming, I wrote and wrote til my hand felt like falling off with nothing to show for. I ripped apart or scribbled on every page because I simply wasn't satisfied. I soon came to realize, my best and worst memory of the year, was almost the same thing. I tried to figure out how the best things in this world can come so close to being the worst, But the only answer I had in my head was memories. Memories you keep forever, My memories of you are the best and worst thing that happened to me this year.
The best thing in life are memories, because they never leave your side. I hold on to the memory of a smart, young, very elegant and beautiful girl. One who brightened up every room with her laugh, It was a high pitched and funny laugh.. but I loved it. Everyday was very differant, although some rutines, like eating as much as possible, would never get old. Bianca had an amazing style, and always helped me with my own. It wasn't as easy for anyone else as it was her, because she could throw on a pair of sweatpants and a sweater with holes, and she would still have people turning heads. She had one of the highest averages in all of her grade at Bishop Reding Secondary. She put her talents to good use, looking to one day become a pediatrician, and her sports skills were amazing considering she was titled one of the best tennis players in her age group in all of Ontario. The memories we had for 2008 are countless, which were brought up by many memories from prior years as well. Bianca was my best friend, she was an amazing friend to all, and she was always truly a phone call away. I remember once I had been home, upset, and told her not to come over.. I told her I had a headache as well and wanted to be alone. She showed up at my house minutes later with a chick-flick, some pina colada mix, several differant bags of candy, chips, tylonal, and her warming heart. Bianca was special that way. Even at times when she had her own problems to deal with, she was always around to help take care of mine. We made up a story about 2 best friends, one was a llama and one a chinchilla, we called one another by there names and added to the story all the time. We had our own little stuffed animal that we would steal from eachother for jokes. We had many immature little jokes that everyone laughed at, nobody ever understood our humor, but she just kept the jokes coming. Bianca once told me "Don't ever waste your time on those who don't appreciate you. Don't ever settle for less then you deserve. Don't ever do what you think is best for everyone but yourself, In the end nobody truly appreciates it anyways. Don't ever think you have hit rock bottom and things will never get better, because from rock bottom you can only go up. Don't just forget, but forgive aswell.. Life is to short, and you never know when it can be cut even shorter. Don't give in to drama or problem matters, be the bigger person even if it takes everything in you to do it. Don't ever forget the people that make you smile, one day you'll be thankful for them."Only a couple days before she left this world, Bianca made me promise her that I would always remember that, and even if one day me and her weren't by eachothers side, that I would always remember. I promised Bianca that I would grow wiser of my decistions and always remember. Only a few days later, that seemed to be all I thought I would ever have to hold on to. It was the worst feeling, and with no doubt, the worst time of the year, and possibly life for me. No matter how badly I wanted the world to stop when she left me, I had to keep moving.. for her. Although it's hard to carry on some days because so much reminds me of the memories we shared, I look to the sky and remind myself of how lucky I am to have gotten the chance to share even one memory with Bianca, because that's how truly special she was, and although we had to leave eachothers side, I don't look to her anymore as only my best friend, but I look to the sky and thank her for being the best memory I will ever have.
By: Mykhala Penney