School ends, Life begins

I'm Lara.. I've never actually wrote one of these before, i don't expect anyone
to read it...but here goes.

So i finished secondary school in June and did my exams in July, it left me
wishing i had done more during my time at school. Teachers and parents would
constantly tell me to 'try harder' or 'concentrate because you'll regret it when
your older' and i just shrugged it off, thinking that 'they didn't understand me', 'i
don't need qualifications' and 'why are they picking on me', when in reality they
were trying to help. As any other teen would, i took no notice of the advice
given and chose to do it my way.

One of the things i regret doing is being more involved with sports or the drama
groups, as a keen actor and footballer i could have taken on new skills.
Another thing is being more open with people... i met some great people,
unfortunately i only became friends with them in the last year.

My biggest regret is my grades. instead of playing games whilst in a btec art
and design lesson, instead of talking during languages, instead of deliberately
pissing the teacher off in English, i could of learnt more, Got better grades.

Thinking back on it now, I had a lot of opportunity's and not all of them passed
me by.
In year seven and eight the school took us to theme parks and zoo's, in
year nine the school took some of my year to Belgium to Ypres, to see Tyne
cot, battle fields and to shop. In year ten the school took the music students to
visit many musicals, My music class got filmed for teacher TV, and had our
pictures taken for a news article in the times. In year eleven, the best year of
my life...
i met the best people, had the best times, and four teachers took fifty students
to New York. At the age of fifteen, we were let loose in a city... a foreign
country. We saw museums, explored central park, had a tour of ground zero
with guest speakers, taking about their horrific ordeals. one woman who's son
died, and a woman who had been on the eighteenth floor, as expected many
people cried. we were responsible for our own actions and felt more 'grown up'.

Leaving all the great people in my year group was hard. We had all grew up
together, no one cared what scene you were in, what you looked like, or how
you acted. We had a leaving assembly were everyone teachers included
cried. I felt excited that i was finally 16 I could go out into the big world get a
job and start my new life.

I applied for college hoping that my average grades could take me places.
I needed five A* to C's and got ten C's and two B's i was beyond happy. i
could go to college Do music, work my way into the music industry and become
my dream.
Today is the day before i officially enroll, and now its finally hit me, everything
I've ever worked for is come down to this... I have to meet new people, be
happy and try my best.

Since school ended, i only keep in touch with few of my friends, most moving
house, drifting apart due to drugs, and some just not feeling the need to speak
to anyone anymore, so its made me realise not everything lasts forever, so
make the most of what you have, smile at every opportunity and most
importantly... don't care what other people think about you. in the end its your
life, do what YOU want and that's all that matters.