By August, we'd just had a lunar eclipse (I was in bed, and reluctantly watched it on This Morning, because I thought that I'd end up regretting it if I didn't make a slight attempt to watch it - I do kinda regret it!) and I had finally escaped the prison known as School.
For me, the summer of 2000 was the end of childhood, purely because it was the last time when I spent the summer without worrying about work and what I was going to do with my life. To me, it was the summer of absolute freedom, because I was old enough to make my own decisions about how I spent my time, and yet I could still get away with feeling completely guiltless of doing absolutely nothing.
In the summer of 2000 I got my first mobile phone (a chunky black Philips phone from Dixons). I went to my first live concert (Party on the Pier in Cleethorpes, headlined by Five, and for which I still have my Five flag!). I celebrated my GCSE results with friends at Fatty Arbuckles and drank cider in a local park (classy!). It was the first time that I had truly felt "free".
We were the Millennium Babies. We were about to be the first to trial EMA (that turned out to be pretty awesome, even if it was only £20 a week, it was the most money we'd ever had!), and the first GCSE results of the new decade, the new century, the new millennium.
It was a big deal. Well, to me it was.
If I could re-live any summer, or more specifically, any August, it would be the one from 2000 without any doubt.
Love you always August, and may we forever remember the awesomeness of 2000!
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