The Jitterbug

Perhaps this is a strange topic for my first post...but it seems to be on a lot of people's mind at the moment.

You see it seems that the Jitterbug is flitting around pretty quickly at the moment and its hard to keep up...(yes i like using elipses)

Im in my last few months of school (ever! eeeeeek!) and everyone is making important decisions: where to go to uni/ to go to uni/ to do a gap year/ to gamble on a high entrance requiry...

And if im truly honest with myself...i am not quite ready to move on (not just yet anyway)

I mean my first day of year 7 doesn't seem long enough ago.

You see I still remember seeing the huge year 11s and thinking how much older they looked.

Infact I don't think I even considered sixth formers as students of the school. They looked too much like adults to even be wearing a uniform.

So seeing as i had also been bitten by the Jitterbug i started to think.

I mean properly think.

And this lead to a shuffle through my old box of photographs.

To think this was taken over five years ago, when six of my friends were still able to squeeze in one photobooth...