Yeah, yeah. I know.

No updatey. Sorry about that.

Would you believe me if I told you that a few days ago I’d just finished writing a great long entry about my wannabee smart comment to Mrs. Baldry that never happened (though I wish it did), my 13 year old insensitive sibling and why my parents are failing miserably in their roles at the moment, then as I was just about to save it, my dad’s laptop crashed and I lost it all?

As you can imagine, it rather put me off the idea of writing another entry for a little while.

Wow, I’m tired. I’m also confused. Coming to the end of my Broughtonness. I was accepted into Runshaw and Newman, but I’ve decided Runshaw would be more accepable, and so I’ll be heading there, along with most of my closest frineds, which is a plus. Unfortunately, there are other people who are not going to Runshaw, and I don’t want to leave them behind…

I can’t remember living in the same house for more than 2 or 3 years. Because my dad is as he is, our family was constantly moving around the country – I was born in Glostershire, after which came West Sussex, after which came Yorkshire, and then 4 different houses in Lancashire. This didnt really do me much of a favour when it came to friends, as I was constantly leaving them all behind and having to adjust to new lifestyles and people. While it’s helped me become amazingly open-minded, it’s kinda left me deviod of people I can call my “lifelong friends” seeing as I never stayed in a place long enough to get to know people. I’ve moved house twice during my time at Broughton. However, Broughton is the school I’ve been at longest during my life, and I’ve gotten closer to people there than people I’ve met anywhere else. I hate leaving people behind, and I’ve had to leave so many. I don’t want to leave the people I’ve met here. And while I know there are ways to keep in touch, I also know – and I think all of you know this as well – that we’re going to grow apart. MSN conversations will become awkward and filled with silence. Phone calls wil stop. Texts will not be exchanged. And gradually our once-close friends will become snapshots in a drawer and forgotten Contacts on our Messenger lists. But I don’t want it to happen this time. I don’t want to leave the friends I’ve made behind, because they’re all precious to me and I don’t want to grow apart from them, so I’m going to make sure if I don’t speak on MSN to you, I will email you frequently, or text you. Because if a friendship is not given time to get awkward, it will stay close and strong for a good long time.

This is rather a soppy entry. And I know I should be saving it for the last day. But I have to say it now to make sure you all know you’re not getting rid of me that easy, and I will miss you so much after High school, and I hope we can stay friends through this.

I have more to write, as was detailed in my first paragraph, but I fear I may fall asleep at the desk.

Cheeribye for now. When I have a bit more time, I’ll write my rantings down.