Time Time Time, See What's Become of Me
I got my GCSE results 9 years ago. I seem to remember 'celebrating' by sitting in a darkened room reading Sylvia Plath and hating everybody. I didn't feel that my exemplary grades were anything good - all they did was guarantee me a further two years of public school bullying hell.
2 years later, I was in the tallest hotel in the world, in Singapore, drinking cocktails over my A level results. Free, and getting happier, and making my way to recovery.
And four years after that, just three years ago, I was drinking champagne from the bottle with thirty or forty freinds, waving our degree results around and loving every moment. That was the night I met Him and my life changed forever.
I look back now and I think: if I knew then where I'd end up by taking this path, would I still have taken it?
2 years later, I was in the tallest hotel in the world, in Singapore, drinking cocktails over my A level results. Free, and getting happier, and making my way to recovery.
And four years after that, just three years ago, I was drinking champagne from the bottle with thirty or forty freinds, waving our degree results around and loving every moment. That was the night I met Him and my life changed forever.
I look back now and I think: if I knew then where I'd end up by taking this path, would I still have taken it?
posted by Mookmoo at 2:45 pm
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