YES, it is my last ever day of compulsery education tomorrow, i leave year 11 behind and have my GCSE exams to start 25th May. But fo some strange reason i dont feel happy i feel empty, the feeling is a bit like when your leaving the stadium after a cup final loss. If only i could turn back the clock, back to Belle Vue junior school, 1997, 8 years old , Liverpool shirt with 9 Fowler on the back, day in day out, advised to wear uniform, advised? no i`ll stick to the liverbird upon my chest thank you. Then year 7 and a new school, friends lost, friends gained, uniform compulsery, how do i figure out this tie thingy? oh no my first detention , i didnt mean it miss. Then year 9 and i realised my History teacher was hot, my 256th detention, yes ,miss i did mean it. oh and before tha there was year 7+8 when we were on the march again, treble here treble there treble every fu**ing where. An then year10 and i started hating school, boring, Liverpool pretty mediocre, fu** school, Allez allez no more. Then year 11, realised Gcse werent too important cos im going to sixth form and then uni, the rafalution begins, but i still dont start working hard.
And here i am now, a day, not even a day i finish at 11.30, left, i regret many things, i wish id tried harder, but im gonna try so hard next year, im gonna get those A`s in Maths, Phycology, Biology and English, i wish i hadnt sent that girl roses to her house, and completly scared her away. I dont wanna grow up, whats it like people? is it as scary as it looks?