One Year

Hello.

So I've been writing on here for over a year now- I think my first post was 27/03/17. In it, I described a non uniform day at school and having what might have been a panic attack. Fun times. 

As some of you may have noticed, the intervals between me posting have become greater as time progresses. I think it's because I'm running out of things to write about. Surely I can't be bored of my own life? Well, no. It was easier to post before because I could write about anything: going to school, hanging out in Trogslight, weird dreams. But there's only so many times you can write about the same mundane things over and over. 

It's not that my life is absurdly boring. It's just that most of the interesting things that have happened to me lately have been more personal and I don't know if I should share them on the internet. I made the blog anonymous so I wouldn't feel embarrassed sharing personal things except I've discovered that someone from my school could quite easily find this. Now I feel self-conscious about everything I write and because of that, I find it harder to be honest and vulnerable. I also keep having flashbacks to when the internet safety people came to my primary school. They showed us this video. The message was "DON'T PUT ANYTHING ON THE INTERNET THAT YOU WOULDN'T WANT YOUR FRIENDS, FAMILY OR TEACHERS TO SEE". 

Yeah. 

It's half term at the moment. 

I went cycling today- did a loop of the entire town which was ever so slightly emotional. 

The yew tree which I climbed almost every day in the summer of 2016. 

The cafe where my dad used to take me for hot chocolate. 

The river carving it's way through the sandy beach and into the sea.
(Tin and I built a damn there once.)

The car park where I learned to ride a bike without stabilisers. 

riding a bike without stabilisers: 

Mum said she was behind me, holding onto the back of the bike to keep balance so I wouldn't fall off. I was nervous. I kept turning around to make sure she was still there. Turning, again and again. After a few minutes, I felt it was pointless to keep checking: she would be there. She wouldn't leave me. Eventually, curiosity overcame me so I did turn. She was standing at least ten meters behind me and the bike I could stabilise on my own. 

That might be one of my happiest memories. Strong enough to summon a patronus? Maybe. 

I don't want to move. It's so pretty here.

Tomorrow, I'm going to the cinema with Iodine. And two others. I feel so stupid giving them "elements" now. Nevertheless: Lanthanum and Cerium. 

I'm going to Iodine's house and then Cerium (well... Cerium's mum or dad) is coming to pick us up and take us there. I think they're picking up Lanthanum as well. We're going to see Peter Rabbit. I kind of wanted to see Ready Player One but the film is more of a secondary part to this whole thing. I get how ridiculous that sounds: "the film you're seeing is a secondary part of going to the cinema: a dark room with a massive screen at the front playing... the film" but it's kind of true. 

I don't know if it's fair to write about this as, if you know me in person, you don't have to be a genius to work out who these people... Iodine, Lanthanum, Cerium... are. 

I'm aware that I wrote this on Easter Sunday/April fools. Easter isn't a big thing at my house and I'm too lazy to do an April Fools but at least I am acknowledging that these things are happening. 

Happy Easter. 

Goodbye.

-Radium