2009 -- The summary.

2009.

January modules.

Feeling of friendship delevoped into more.
Waiting for an answer and then not being surprised.

Swindon...
- Getting away from the world.
- The nights of giggling.
- The train journeys.

Turning 17.

The dreaded results.

Making friends with a completely new group of people.

Easter.
- The secrecy.
- The freedom.
- Our first nights at the Wharf.

Whitsun.
- That Monday and the Wharf.
- Meeting *him*.
- Doing something I wouldn't normally.
- 3 weeks of happiness, followed by disappointment and wonder.

A new addition to the family.

June exams.

School after our exams.
- Terrible attendance.
- The lack of work.
- The fun we had.

Summer.

Going out every Monday night.

Our cunning, and our *half* a week planned.
- Loving Newcastle and the accents.
- Being away, learning, becoming determined.
- The train journeys.

A change in someone we love, good or bad? But she's happy.

Being 1 of 5. Our group of friends for the summer 2009.

Falling, struggling and feeling guilty.
At the same time, being completely happy and content.

The even more dreaded exam results.

Every Wednesday night showing our "knowledge".
'In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight'.
That look, the comments and never knowing how he felt.

"Save a life. Give Blood." Fainting and knowing I'd done some good.

First day back, hating every second of it.

The application.
- The stress of doing it.
- The relief of sending it.
- The happiness of recieving replies.

Gigs. Gigs. Gigs.
- Arctic Monkeys.
- Enemy.
- Athlete.

The good news! Not having to have it after all.

Another best friend becomes happy. This time better than ever.

Not fainting, but it didn't work. The pain. but determined to give again.

*The bad news* -- That conversation. Crossing a line?

End of term, knowing I need to do better.

Agreeing it was a fling and thinking about it anyway.

Christmas day.
- Such a lovely surprise.
- Folllowed by such a bad one.
- Being scared and not knowing what to do.
- Loving my family and friends more than they could ever know.

Having 2 months to sort it and being determined - very determined.

A year passed. What's changed? So much, and so little.
I wonder where we'll be this time next year.

New year, new decade, new start and all that?