Patience Will Bring You Love 1.0

Starting a new school isn’t easy for anyone, especially me, lets just say I’m not the best at making new friends. As I walked in the doors of my new school I was greeted by a smiling face, “your form class is in room fourteen” the secretary said, “don’t be intimidated by the school, it’s always hard for first years’. It took me a second to process what she had just said; First year? First year!?!? This woman actually thinks I’m in first year? No, I’m sixteen and I’m about to go into lower sixth, not first year!!

It’s fair to say that there was embarrassment on both ends, as I explained to her I was actually going into sixth year. I could later hear her muttering to another member of staff about my height, being five foot isn’t that small....... is it? Great, just another place where people think I’m different.

The first day wasn’t too bad, I kept myself to myself mostly and didn’t do much, I actually started to miss my old school a bit, at least I had friends there. What I did notice about the school was how many people were coupled off, strange; I don’t think I have ever had a proper boyfriend.

Why is it that every time you try to sleep, all your mind wants to do is to think about absolutely everything? It happens to me all the time, and tonight the consistent question that comes to my head is…I wonder if I will ever get married. Stupid question, I know, but I always wonder if I will ever find a proper boyfriend, who will like me enough to one day ask me to marry him. I never have much luck with boys. Maybe I shouldn’t be looking, they always say love comes up unexpectedly; maybe I will just have to be patient.

To be continued....