Growing up has always been a slow, uneven process – a long journey shaped by mistakes, curiosity, boredom, and discovery. But today, that journey feels like it’s been sped up, and those memorable, offline moments, stolen. The world expects young people to be older, wiser, and more accomplished long before adulthood actually arrives. And while some take pride in being “ahead” and “mature” at an early age, there are hidden costs to a childhood cut short. 

After almost 14 years of school – and existence for that matter – my mind naturally harks back to a simpler time; a time where your next biggest worry was which mould to use in the sandpit or whether you could be the last to clap in assembly. 
Where’s this all coming from, then? And why now? 

For those of you who don’t know me, I am Siobhan (you may have heard/seen me around the school – for some reason everyone has) and I am a seasoned lyricist, but I use that term jokingly because the accuracy and quality of my lyrics are sometimes questionable. I’m sure that’s just what you want to hear when reading a manual-esque article on how to start your own lyrical journey, but sadly it is the truth that a set of lyrics can sometimes make you feel like a genius, or at other times make you feel like you don’t even understand English, and this is true no matter if you are a novice or an expert.

Now I know everyone thought that last term was the last you’d heard of me but fear not! For I am back with another article! So for what might be my last article (although probably not, I will need to write an article complaining about A levels before the end of term) I wanted to tell you about a first.