Wednesday, 16 February 2011

Would the seven year old you be proud of you today?

It's been all ago today- school, hairdressers, yoga, Grandma's, maths, ISA revision, yearbook entry. Yet, I still decided to throw together a delightful post as I am lovely like that.
P.S. Nothing terrifies me more than being absolutely forgotten from Belvoir high.



"Don't act like someone you're not. You won't get far in life so stop pretending."



"It's hard to believe we're not those little kids anymore. Almost as hard as it is to believe we ever were."



"Years from now I won't remember every Friday night or the jokes that made us laugh so hard till our stomaches hurt. But, I will always remember you were the ones that were there."



"I believe we are who we choose to be. Nobody's going to come and save you, you've got to save yourself. Nobody's going to give you anything, you've got to fight for it.. Nobody knows what you want except you. And nobody will be as sorry as you if you don't get it. So don't give up on your dreams."



"The life I really want to live only exists in my daydreams."



"But if everything that happens is all meant to be and everything is predetermined, you can't change your destiny. I guess I'll just keep moving and, maybe, one day I'll get to where I want to be."



"You can't express every feeling that you have every moment that you have them."



"I have always avoided fights. I make jokes instead."



"Here's a toast. To the good days, the better friends. The ones that you just can't live without. The people that have taught you how to party. How to live. How to have a good time just sitting around. Here are to the people that, no matter how bad things seem, are going to be there for you."

Finis.

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