Unfortunately, I happened to look for it in all of the wrong places...
Thankfully, at my new school I had made an amazing group of friends. I really couldn't have imagined a better group. The parties began to occur more frequently and everyone always looked out for each other.
School was a struggle for me. I didn't have future career goals, so I just really didn't see the point. I would often leave early and go shopping or just head home. I was craving "adulthood" and whatever that meant. I wanted to start living life and I felt like I couldn't do that at school.
My friend Marnie and I at her year 10 formal...
My nephew Luke arrived in January 1997, I was so excited and he was the most gorgeous little baby!
Another ski trip with school, this time to Mt Buller...
In year 11 I did my Debutante Ball...
Parties...
Friends...
More parties...
A trip up to Pambula beach with my friend Liz...
My year 12 photo...
I'm
so lucky that my story turned out well...I imagine it really could have
been the start of a very rocky road downhill. Yes, I rebelled a
little, drank too much and kissed too many boys.
Little did I know that half way through 1998, while I was still in year 12, that my love story was about to begin...
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