bookend feelings

five years ago i started secondary school. with a non-existent taste in music, a few close friends and one book. friday i leave secondary school for the very last time.

some things haven't changed a bit. i'll still be leaving with a few close friends, but they're different to the ones i started with. and i'll be leaving with tons of other friends i can't believe i won't be seeing everyday. but it's weird how these five years have bookended so nicely.

• two weeks before i started year seven, i needed a reading book for my english classes. so i purchased one, 'Angus, Thongs and Full-Frontal Snogging'. it might have been a little mature for an eleven year old, but i finished it the very day i bought it. tomorrow the tenth and final book in the series is available to purchase. 'Are These My Basoomas I See Before Me?' is on the original list of books. tomorrow afternoon i will have two teen fiction book reviews for you. with my close friends reading these books too, it's a topic of discussion and a great cog in the intricate works of secondary school.
• a few months into secondary school, in a science room, i was talking to a girl about a song i heard on the radio. this turned out to be one of the most important moments of my life. i was told the song was called 'Sugar We're Going Down' by an unknown american band, 'Fall Out Boy'. that girl, is now my best friend. that band, i fell in love with, like i've never fallen in love before. and i went to see them in March this year.

so it's weird how things turn out. and it seems like so much is ending. i guess i just have to look at what's beginning.

in other news

when we were taught to answer english literature gcse questions, we were shown examples, and how we should write about the characters 'thoughts and feelings. it occurred to me today that these are two extremely prominent things which so greatly affect each other. it's been no secret that i've been a stressy bitch lately. due to the fact that i am majorly stressing out over these ballroom dance lessons. (we learn how to dance for our prom) and i just can't seem to get it. i permanently feel ridiculous. and i end up inadvertently snapping at people. as much as i would like to be a dancer, i am really really not. it's also because i've had time to think. people have altered my thinking. and i somehow managed to start feeling this thought. my boss once told me she talked herself into fancying her boyfriend. and i think it can be done. if you think something enough, you believe it, you feel it.

also

i have an update on the health&fitness front. the exercise is going really well. but it makes me crave sugary foods. so i just have to control temptation now.

and

and apologies for not writing a blog in what feels like a century. i must have drafted somewhere in the region of twenty, however, none of them felt right. but this one feels pretty perfect.

• guilty snacks today: revels, chewy fruit sweets
  
• weight gain/loss: +- ? lbs

ps. i will never, ever be able to get over the last few episodes of friends.