Nostalgia...

Hello my loves!

I've had some things on my mind... and I thought "I must not be the only one with this in my head"

So it's the whole idea of nostalgia throughout our lives.

Let me give you a little run down.

You know when at a certain stage of your life you think everything's terrible and you just can't wait for it to be over? Then you spend all your time focusing on letting the days pass by and getting yourself out of what you think is so bad. Standard, I suppose.
But while you're waiting for this time to pass, you completely forget all the good things that you had... like the friends and the memories you made.

A couple of years ago, I was going what at the time was one of the absolute most stressful parts of my schooling life, I was in Year 10 and was told I had to make a decision then and there about what I wanted to do with my life... I was overwhelmed, had no clue what I wanted to do and just overall so confused. During this time, I made the decision as to what I wanted to do... and in order to do this had to move to a different school which offered these courses. On this interview at my new school, I was completely thrown into the deep end, so overwhelming to the point where I sat in that chair and cried... I'll never forget that, although I wasn't alone, some of my friends moved too so it wasn't as daunting as it could've been.

Anyway, we decided this around the early half of the school year, I spent the whole year counting down the days until I could get out there... Little did I realise how many amazing friends I had, or how much I loved everyone in my life at that time.

We'd spend the days at school kidding around, making fun of each other and just making everyday something to laugh about... Summer was spent with my friends, every weekend another party, another house to visit, another trip to the shopping centre to get a new dress, another trip to the beach, buying new shades of foundation cause I was always in the sun and had no make up that matched my skin tone.... Those were the days.

One particular night we had a house party before I was going overseas for Christmas, we spent the night rolling down my friends street on skateboards, going around some park at 1am making coke & mentos rockets to soak each other, then running around with sparklers on the streets at 3am. Now that I think of it, it was some of the best days of my life.

As I moved to my new school, I kept in touch with my old friends, we caught up every week and reassured each other we'd never lose contact... little did I know that those promises never really would hold. People were growing up, and as most of my friends were boys, they all got girlfriends and forgot about their 'Little Zoe'...
Contact was lost and now we barely talk... the most I hear is a Happy Birthday once a year.

We were young and naive, we thought it'd never end, that we'd be able to just start again.

Moral of the story... keep in touch, make everyday a reason to look back and smile about, laugh, my goodness go and have fun.
Make the most of high school, make the most of the care free life you lead till it's time to grow up and be part of the big world, it's a trap!

For now, take care my loves..

-Zoe xoxo