Tuesday 10 July 2012

I seem to be developing an unfortunate habit of posting only about once a month. This is not good enough.

Today, luckily enough for all of you, dear readers, I am having a bit of a nostalgia moment. Technically, I finished compulsory school a few days ago (Saturday) and as such have voluntarily decided to keep going with school. But, as I can finally look forward to the perfect summer - or as perfect as it can be with all this dratted weather here in the UK - I figured that right now would be the perfect time to look back on some wacky memories. So, let us begin.

I was shy and introverted growing up. When I started my secondary school I began to make more friends - and five years later it is still these same people I am hanging out with, staying at their houses, keeping them company. And although some people would maybe consider changing their friends, I - well, I wouldn't. These people are kind and honest. They have been there for me through some of my toughest times as a teen - bad breakups, family emergencies - and have generally become a family of sorts. We watch out for each other at school, around town. We're not afraid to poke fun at one another and to hang with the consequences because that's what friends - no, sisters - do. I consider my best friends as part of my extended family, and although it may sound soppy, I hope that it shows.

Of course, life could not be life without its fair share of hiccups along the way. At the last count, I've broken two toes, 3 fingers, a thumb and an elbow growing up. Owch. However, I've decided that the worst kind of pain is definitely the emotional kind - the kind that thumps you in the stomach and lies there for days, making you ache inside. Again, I couldn't have gotten through my family dramas and my bad breakups without my best friends. Thank you guys, for always making me smile :)

One of the memories, which has always stuck with me since childhood, is the time I broke my elbow when I was 7 years old. I remember we had been playing 'tag' on the playing field in prep school and that in the field was a small slope. Like an idiot I ran straight down the slope, lost my footing, put my hands out to stop myself - and well, lets just say that my elbow has never been the same since! What I remember most clearly about that day is a friend who, looking back, I haven't spoken to in a very long time. She ran for the teacher, before running back and helping me up and walking back with me to the teacher who was waiting at the playground gate. I don't think I ever did say thankyou to her for that - so if you're reading this, thanks. I know, its about 9 years too late, but better late than never, right?

It's important to remember that there are always going to be people who will have an impact on your life, good and bad. We can't help the fact that things will get us down from time to time, or that troubles will surface right when we least need them around. All we can do is rely on ourselves and the people who we care about and who (hopefully) care about us, too. We are judged on the choices we make, not what others make for us, and I think it's important to remember that.

Hope I've given you some food for thought (and also not embarassed anyone!)

Love,

ScotsGirl x

"It is by chance we met, it is by choice we became friends." - Sabrina Ward Harrison

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