18 is a special age as it’s essentially the age you start to be treated like an adult by the government – even if that’s not how you’re treated at home. I brought in my 18th in a bar alongside all my closest friends, hosting a joint birthday party with a friend who was also turning 18. When I was 18 I got my drivers’ license, finished school and graduated onto uni, moved out of the home and into central London, went on my first girl’s holiday to Turkey, and essentially started travelling down a road of really discovering myself and the type of person I wanted to be – something I’m still doing now at 22. I can’t believe four years have flown by so quickly… and if I was to go back in time, there are a few things I would tell my 18 year old self.
Jun 22 2017 at 11:00 pm
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I wouldn’t exactly say I was the most ambitious person when I was a child. I kind of coasted through my younger years, doing well due to my parents who ensured it. I got into a grammar school but that took a ton of discipline from my parents, and even throughout the first two years of secondary school I barely knew what it meant to ‘revise’. I’ve always been creative, and I would make websites, videos and stories at home since I was literally 5 years old. But ‘drive’? That arrived in my teen years. And I actually remember it – in year 9, aged 14, for my end of year exams, I thought to myself ‘why don’t I just… I dunno… try hard this year?‘. I would study every day from 9am until 8pm (with breaks for breakfast, lunch and dinner), then every day at 8pm I would watch a film on Sky Movies – and I did this on repeat over the Easter break. That year I did the best in my exams than I had ever done up until that date, I even went on to be given an award from my school for my results/effort that year…
Jun 16 2017 at 12:43 pm
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