This is a journal about happy places, and proof that things DO get better.

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I always set my alarm clock for 8:30 even when it’s not a school day, because I always think I don’t want to waste my days off by sleeping. It never ever works though, no matter how much I try and persuade myself the night before; when it comes to morning time I can never build enough will power to actually get out of bed and so then I end up sleeping until 11:30 again, which is the time I got up today.

Today, I had absolutely no exams scheduled because I don’t take cooking, which means I had the entire day off. And I was home alone, which I love. It was also very, very sunny which instantly made me chipper and I was actually quite eager to take our dog for a walk, as has been my duty every lunch time since I officially left school a week ago.

It was boiling. Like really hot for once... it was lush. I walked Sadie (my Jack Russell) through the woods right behind my house. Well it wasn’t so much walking as it was tugging – see my dog is really fat, and no-one can really work out why because we’ve had her on this special vet prescribed diet for like a year now and it’s doing nothing. Anyway, I had my iPod too of course, because I take it literally everywhere. So yes, my walk was quite enjoyable; good music, hot sun, tall trees, the smell of dry soil, pesky little flies everywhere. I liked it.

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Now like at the end of the woods there’s this huge tree with gigantic roots that you can climb down and then you can take a different path back out again. This path has a little stream that runs past it which I’ve fallen in quite a few times before as a child (or not even as a child..), and a ‘boiling kettle’ which is a weird dip of water that is constantly bubbling which my dog often gets stuck in.

I took Sadie off the lead because it was becoming too tiring tugging her along behind me, so when we came to the little narrow path that led to the football field I made it so she was in front of me so she had to keep walking. FYI; walking behind my dog is like walking behind a 90 year old with a Zimmer frame.

When we came to the football field – which is a pretty small field with two tiny tattered goal posts, and no-one actually plays football there really anyway – it looked probably the prettiest I had ever seen it. The grass was bright green and decorated with bright yellow buttercups and white daisies and some clovers. I had a sudden urge to go and sit down in the middle of it, so I did. My dog wondered over to a patch of grass that was in a shade created by my neighbour’s house the other side of the fence, to lie down in.

I remained sat there for a while, and it was very serene and relaxing, and it was also very beautiful; A really nice summer scene, which doesn’t come often as it should in England. I was even starting to sweat a little ‘cos of the heat. There were white butterflies and everything, and I thought wow, I’ve actually found my happy place. I had been searching for one for a while... who knew it was it was a twenty second walk away from my house?

I had been sat there through about 5 songs so far when I heard some footsteps walking up the path, and I turned around to see a boy walking past backwards, to beckon his dog ‘’Toby’’ over. He then looked up and spotted me sitting there randomly in the middle of the small empty field.

I was a bit surprised because I didn’t think I would see anyone else about; it was a Thursday after all, everyone was either at work, at school, college or sixth form. So I guessed he must be my age (16) and had finished school too. But he definitely didn’t go to my school, despite the fact it was the closest one in the area... and the next nearest one was a boarding school, which I don’t think allows dogs. In fact I was pretty sure I hadn’t seen him around the village before at all. I would definitely remember someone that cute. He nodded at me and said ‘you alright?’ and I smiled, readjusted my earphone which had fallen out and said ‘Yeah, I’m fine thank you’

Then Sadie got up and started barking at his Labrador, who barked back and he was calling ‘Toby!’ and I was calling ‘Sadie’ and they eventually shut up, and the boy and Toby carried on there merry way. He looked back at me twice before disappearing behind the fence. I didn’t risk stalking him back to his house to find out where he lived.
Wish I had.

So that was my day. Tomorrow I’m in school for 45 minutes, and then I can be home by about 10 am. I’m going to go to that field again same time tomorrow. But then I don’t want to be sat there again if the boy passes, or he might think I live in that field.

At the weekend, I might go to London. I was meant to go today but Tania’s brother wanted to spend the day sleeping instead of driving us there. We’re going to get Drue to drive us instead. We’ve only met with Drue once. He is a very hot, very nice, and very funny 19 year old, and he drove us around town at 2am in the morning, very, very fast. I am slightly worried, but Tania says it will be fine; Drue is a private school kid. (?)

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I would.

We met him at school actually, when me and Tania went to the office to get a hot water bottle for her back and he came in to pick up his little sister who was ill (we exchanged waves and when he left Tania went into the office and asked for the little girls surname because she ‘’thinks she has her planner’’...then the next day we tracked down her form and asked her to give her brother our numbers...STALKING WORKS)

Anyway, half term next week, wooo! What’s everyone doing? Revising? I should probably do that too. It’s another case of my will power failing me though. Tania came round yesterday before our biology exam to do some last minute revision for it. Tania suggested we scream facts from the booklet to each other as loud as we can, and then we might remember them. All it gave me was a headache. So we gave up and went to get ice-creams instead.

For the past few weeks I’ve felt very miserable, and that is completely out of character for me. And today was the best I’ve felt in a very, very long time. And all because of sitting in a field, which is strange. But, it seems silly to have doubted I’d ever feel good again – but that’s just how you feel when you’re feeling low. I kind of just wrote this journal to remind myself of that.

**Tania literally just sent me this: She’s getting a puppy, and she went to look at a few today and took a photo of them. Labrador’s right?**

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How cute!

Her message said:''which one should I get?''

What. The. Hell.

It’s late now and the sky is darkening. I sat outside when the sun set, in front of the ‘For Sale’ sign in front of my house and took a picture of it.

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I’m so blessed.



P.S Whats your happy place???

Posted on May 21st, 2009 at 11:47pm

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