the end.

Surrounded by a mash of bodies, on my head I feel someone's stubble, digging into my back is an elbow and I may have my hand on someone's face. The group shifts and suddenly my head is thrust into an armpit, a very smelly armpit, must be male. The pressure all around gets stronger as more and more bodies press in, the group buckles downwards and someone jumps on top. I'm yelling for people to get off but really I don't mind that I somehow ended up in the middle of a massive group hug/pile on in the middle of Noodle Box because this is one of the last memories I will have of the year 12s as a whole.

Year 12 has come to an end, well the school part has, all that's left is muck up day or "final day activities" as management has tried to rename it, for some reason its not sticking. I find myself at the end of what has been 13 years of my life and honestly I can't believe it. How did I end up here? I swear it was just yesterday I was bonding with my soon-to-be best friend on the first day of primary school over the fact that we had the same underwear. Now I have just finished my last day of year 12 classes with only exams left before I am spat out into the big wide world.

So I thought to make myself feel better I would start something new as year 12 comes to an end. This is what I am starting. This blog. I have been fighting the urge to blog for a while but I am finally giving in and will finally let everyone see just how much I over-think and over-analyse and hopefully not show them how bad I am with grammar. (Claire if you are reading this don't roll your eyes whenever you see a mistake... cut me a break we can't all have perfect grammar like you.)

I named my blog why? i ask. because really that bests sums up the purpose of this blog. To express and explore all the questions and issues I have just been dying to ask.

So be prepared for some deep, stupid and odd questions.

Until next time keep asking questions because wondering why is fun.
Em.x