Old Times
I got texted today by a good old friend of mine (You know who you are, so, hello!) and once I got home, I got into a really nostalgic mood and just started flicking through all my photos on Facebook from the past 4 years or so. I know 4 years doesn’t sound like much, but looking at those 4 years in the space of an hour, I can tell it was a hell of a lot.
So so much has happened in those years, friendships formed, friendships lost, and I’m sure friendships to be reignited for the future, I’ve had a couple of relationships as well, which I will always be proud of. A couple doesn’t sound like a lot to many people, but trust me, to me that was just enough. Would I have done things differently? OF COURSE. And anyone who says they wouldn’t is lying. You leave friendships/relationships on bad terms, and while 99%(or 100%) of the time it’s my own fault, you still wish you could just say ‘sorry’ and for it to mean something.
On the other hand, you can say that what I have done has made me into who I am today, and that is definitely someone I’m proud of. I’m nothing special in this world of 7 billion souls, but I’m special to a few people, one in particular, and that makes me feel awfully content with myself.
These 4 years have been the most entertaining of my life, by a mile, and there’s no way I’m going to let it slow down just yet. Roll on the Summer months when everyone from Uni is back, in some cases permanently, and I just want to go out and enjoy my time with good friends all over again.
You all make me live, you all make my life, and most importantly, you all make me feel. Thank you.


