Oh, Memories..

This week I went out with one of my best friends of all time and I had an amazing time. It's probably one of the first times since leaving school that we've actually hung out together because we're so busy with life and all. I've been friends with her longer than anyone and we went to nursery together and our moms were pals and it was just cool. Then we went to different primary schools and sort of drifted apart even though we only lived 5 minutes away from each other. We were REUNITED in year 7 and we've been the greatest of friends ever since.

There have been so many memories that when we tell them to other people, I sort of get the sense they think we're lying but we're actually not. Crazy stuff and crazy people especially, just seem attracted to us; it’s unbelievable the amount of times we've almost avoided people we hate and then saw them later. We did this thing where on Friday nights we would go to town and not even buy anything, like at all. We would go after like 5, after all the shops have shut, just to escape crowds which sounds insane and guess what? It is. But who cares? We are so incredibly similar in our personality, I mean, we're both socially awkward which doesn't go well where we live because people want to interact with us all the time.

This one time, we got on the bus and the driver started allowing drunk people on and then started speeding down hills, we honestly thought we were going to die and I, of course was panicking whereas my friend couldn't stop laughing. It was just ridiculous. We got to town and all we wanted to do was go home and relax. Did that happen? NOPE. This weird woman got on the bus with her kids then started having an argument with a different driver about allowing 2 girls with bikes on. Now this wasn't just some woman who was on a mission to "make a stand", she was definitely CRAZY. She's started shouting and screaming about her life and insulting another woman on the bus. She was making her kids cry at the back of bus, I mean some of the stuff she said was so personal, you don't shout it out in front of a load of strangers and your young children. This bus driver called the police and the woman was escorted off after about 40 minutes off ranting and raving. The people on the bus were arguing so me and my friend just turned around and shouted at the "adults" for getting into such a pathetic argument. Needless to say, we caused the entire bus to go silent for a few seconds; I think they were a bit shocked that we had said something because we just sat at the front observing the drama. The woman was then allowed back on the bus after about a 20 minute interview with the police. I felt so sorry for her kids, they did see her have a mental breakdown and then almost arrested so they were obviously pretty traumatised. As were we, we only went to town for a quick visit, we didn't expect to stumble into that but it was just another moment that we can now look back on and laugh at.

That was probably the weirdest thing that I can think of now but she did once leave me to talk to a man who looked lost while she ran off laughing, thanks for that. We also skipped school one day during the snow (urgh, the snow, I’m so thankful I’ve left school and don’t have to walk that route of death ever again) and were going to tell our parents that school was closed but she got caught out by her mom and had to go back to school, I actually wasn't caught out for that, hm. The amount of times we've complained about the weather is just countless; we've been seen wearing our blazers on our heads more times than we care to admit because of the rain, and walking the slowest pace humanly possible to avoid slipping over on the ice. We've been late for school so many times just to avoid snowballs which also makes me think about when we stayed in my biology teacher's classroom (more like a hut now that I think about it) after school; I don't even remember how long we stayed there but I know that there were still people outside the gate when we left. Damn it.

I think one of the reasons why we get along so well is because we sort of come from similar families, our moms are very similar in the way they have raised us and in our characters I guess. We also were raised on the same estate meaning we have pretty much had the same experiences of things so, we understand each other. She's one of my best friends and I know that I could tell her anything; she's an absolutely beautiful person inside and out and even though it does make me sad that we're not going to the same school in September, I know that we'll both be there for each other forever cause I'm telling you, you don't forget some of the stuff we've been through together.