Time; an ongoing losing battle with memories that are worth it in the end

I remember it like yesterday, turning up to school with Adam after my dad dropped us off. I remember tossing up on which jersey to wear. I had apsolutely no idea.

The years have ripped by me, where I have found best friends, and experienced love and a lot of other feelings. Success, dissapointment. It's ranged in the four years Ive been at Upper Hutt College.

Now I look deeply into my soul, and think 'Shit, I am a seventh former next year' - What seemed an eternity away in third form is now knocking on my door. I remember looking upto my Peer Supporters - Jordan who I still talk to, he was seriously my idol. Laid back with a killer attutide with life, he just rode the waves.

Year 10 was an amazing year, brilliant friendships brewed in what was a class full of memories I will never forget. Aswell as the people who walked into my life. Sebastian Roberston, you are a fucking good cunt. Seriously man, the amount of times I think back to the laughs I have had you star in most of them.
10F was a class where no one was outcasted. We were all very close and a great fun class. Had good teachers (Mr Venter you pro I love you man straight up)

I will miss this years seventh formers. I've never really associated with those below me, but since the beginning of my time at UHC, I have always been friends with a lot of you. I will definately miss not having some faces around. It's gonna be hard to swallow. Not seeing you lot every day, causing chaos and enjoying your final year at school.

Khan, you were taken away in Third Form, but the smile and that cheeky way of life you lived was truely amazing. You have left a lot of people with some really great memories.

I want to make my mark on life, and have the belief in myself I can.

It all starts with a little faith, because knowing you can do something will lead to you accomplishing things. Build on it. Make yourself who you want to be.

Where has all the time gone I ask. It's gone forever, I am not getting it back. But it's the memories and the good and bad times we remember who shape us as who we are today.

Don't live with any regrets.

The challange for my final year ahead of me is a big one. I try not to be emotional about it. But I am almost a man. I want to be the seventh former who made sure their final year at UHC was the best of their life. I dare myself to keep on living, to keep on being myself. To inspire and become a leader younger people can look up at.

I don't have much else to say.

Thank you all for reading this.Time may have passed, but it is on our side.

God bless, Steve-O.

09/12/08