I was round my mates house last night. Talking into the night about school. Actually laughing hard about the memories.
I remember my first ever day and i was new to the area so i had no idea what i was doing. I was placed in this assembly room with tons of other students and all i remember about the welcome speech we was being given is our head of house saying ‘you may not think, but your high school days will be the best days of your life’.
Now right then i may have laughed at that because i was a loner and didnt wanna be there.
Thinking about year 9. I know i definately met the best people and i definatly chose the right friendship group to be involved in because them people were involved in my time there. All of them i have some sort of memory with. For example, when i was being accepted into my new group we all decided to get a group photo. A girl called Chelsea decided to throw her arm over my shoulder and kneel infront of the others which made me feel so wanted and so welcome. She may not have realised it then but it made me happy.
When i met a girl called Jess it was year 11 and i moved to sit next to her but didnt really know who she was. I always had to do all the work in class because she would sit there and text all her other friends. The one time she did join in the one word she wrote for me she spelt wrong.
Both these girls are now my best friends and i wouldnt wan that any other way.
My 5 years of High school were the best days of my life. And anyone sad enough to be reading this now that still is in school, posting about how they ‘hate everyone’ and how all their friends bitch about everyone and how you hate teachers and hate boys. You all need to realise that yes that happens but thats part of being there. When its taken from you, you will realise what you had.
So. i Harldey come on Tumblr anymore. So i decided to go through all my old post in my history.
A lot of them i thought what the hell was i thinking, others made me laugh but the ones that got to me most are the ones about school. Just silly ones about my day.
I also realised the whole way through there were random posts about my ex (my current boyfriend) and about how much i missed him.
Reading all these and realising how much i would give to do my school days over again made me come over all emotional.
Just then my boyfriend came round and when i hugged him this massive rush of weird warmth and just pure happiness over something sad swept across me and i just cried. I just wanted to cry.
I wouldnt regret anything i done/said/felt because they were the best days of my life, and i wish i knew that then.
Im giving up with Tumblr becuase of all the F***ing spam of ‘Networks’
So homosexuality is a sin but high heeled sneakers aren’t
Although im sitting here all ill and feeling sorry for myself