So, it’s a four anniversary, but it’s not what your thinking. It’s four years to this day that I left a place called Hipperholme and Lightcliffe High School.

It seems almost surreal looking back, at the place that I loved. I can’t believe how much has changed. It doesn’t seem like four long years, closing my eyes I can still hear all the voices, and see all the faces.

Let’s see now, four years ago, we didn’t have Big Brother, the meanest bitch on telly: showcasing the Weakest Link, Survivor, which is very lame. And we didn’t have Who Wants to be a Millionaire, to name but a few things.

So now let’s see what I’ve achieved in the past four years. I completed a novel, had a few poems published, wrote a play, and of course I’ve got this website !! yay!!

And now let’s see what else has changed. Four years ago, the Spice Girls had almost over night it seemed brainwashed all pre-teen girls and in turn ruled the world, Boyzone were still hot. Luckily for us, the former two are now virtually non-existent, but t.v shows have given us Hear’say, as a reminder that we still live in a moronic society. But hey, this is my trip down memory lane, so let’s get back on track. I’ve almost completed my degree, but funnily enough I don’t feel all that different to what I was like when I was 18. I know I’ve changed but, it’s not like I’m a completely different person, I’d say I’ve changed for the better. My goals are a lot more clearer and I’m more sure of who I am as a person then I was four years ago.

Looking at things around me, the world has become a scarier place to live in and most of my other friends who left school are virtually responsible adults with mortgages, which to me is scary. But I guess that’s perhaps because I’m still in student mode and I haven’t really entered the real world where you have to work to feed your stomach, and pay for the warm water etc. Everything seems more fickle then it did four years ago, maybe it’s because things are more fickle; jobs, people, the government, or maybe the world has always been fickle but I’ve only just realised that now.

But I’m not quite ready to enter that world yet either, which is perhaps one of the reasons why I’m going to do an MA, so I have another two years of my life mapped out before me. But why should I do something if I don’t feel like, just to please society and meet social expectations, getting a masters is also a bonus right? Plus when I do go back to visit good old H-L-H-S-, it will be my platform to stand on.

I can’t really think of anything else to say, I was talking to a friend today, and she went to H-L-H-S- as well 10years ago, and we were just bantering about how much has changed. You expect your past to stay the same. You expect to see the same faces and hear the same sounds, but inevitably everything changes, and when you re-enter your past world, that world is longer your own, because the paint on the walls is now a different colour. That becomes somebody else’s school, because you can’t find your old school desk and chair. So sometimes it’s best if you walk down memory lane, without leaving your bedroom.