Last night I underwent an amazing experience with the University of California Rally Committee that I wouldn't trade for anything. The only thing that to blemish the night is the fact that I lost the one material item that I value more than anything else I own: my high school ring.
Luckily, I have it insured so I can pay a fraction of the price of the original (let me just say, that shit was expensive!) to get a new one, but it still really sucks. I love that ring more than anything else I own, but last night was worth it. It really was. I have no hard feelings toward the experience, only a strong sense of loss that now accompanies the pride I feel.
The irony is that I never lose anything, I really don't. I lost the ring I bought at the Del Mar Fair for $8 in the bushes in the rain, and went back 10 hours later and still found it. Not to mention the fact that last night I was talking to a friend about how much I value the ring, and how I would be so upset if I lost it.... It's also pretty sad because the only reason I took it off was so that it didn't get ruined by paint. As I was taking it off, I remember thinking, maybe I should put this in a plastic bag before I throw it into my pillow case. But then I decided it would be fine and I should stop being paranoid... Everything was fine until I got back to my dorm room and discovered that there was a hole in the corner of the pillow case. The same exact corner I had tossed the ring into, thinking it would be safe. The only reason I didn't lose my other ring is because a plastic bag (the same one I was going to put the rings in) was blocking the hole.
The good news is that the ring was fading anyway, and I was going to send it in to be refinished. Also, my initials weren't centered on the inside of the ring. As soon as I get this new one, I'm going to have it re sized so that I NEVER lose it.
In the end, it seems only fitting that I lost my high school ring on the same night that I became an official member of a college spirit organization. My only regret is that the ring, with all it's sentiments, is lying somewhere in the dirt.
Lesson learned. C'est la vie.
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- Jackie Blanchard
- Berkeley, CA, United States
- "There's really no rhyme or reason to why I do what I do. If for nothing else I do it because I want to and it feels right. You can't really explain intuition, much less inspiration. You just have to forget your fears, throw caution to the wind and keep both fingers crossed when it speaks to you and follow. There's no rule anywhere stating that you can't move just because the world isn't watching."
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1 comment:
that is really too bad. i'm sorry. i guess material things are not really that important in the long run...
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