Continuing business as usual – ‘here’s what I had for breakfast and what I wore last Tuesday’ – feels a bit weird today, doesn’t it? We went to bed part of the EU and woke up, well, sticking two fingers up to it, going out alone, and with the Prime Minister calling it quits. Not feeling madly proud to be British today.
For many of us, me included, this was the first major vote we’ve been eligible to make. So we did. Some young people voted out, obviously, but we all know by now that the vast majority didn’t. And our votes were outnumbered by the older generation, seeking some form of return to sovereignty, and by those who just feel like taking the biggest risk in history.
I’ve no intention of going into details and writing a 10000 word post on the topic, because I’m not a politics expert by any stretch of the imagination. I won’t pretend to be, so please don’t start throwing facts and figures in my face. I know there’s a decent argument to both sides. I made my decision carefully, but there’s no point in going over any of that now, is there?
I’ve been home alone all day today, and haven’t been able to focus on anything. Not ideal considering I have a physics exam to revise for, but whatever. Hell I even put the bloody TV on this morning (I never watch TV) to sit glued to the news, and have refreshed my Twitter and Facebook feeds approximately 7803 times already. General mood today? Shit.
Here’s a selection of words I’ve seen to describe today’s feels:
Etc. Good job, voters.
I don’t really know where I’m going with this, but was feeling ranty. I know I’m not the only one in this boat today. Brexiters – you got your wish, now for the repercussions to hit us hard, whilst you celebrate ‘Independence Day’ and the rest of us just hope there’ll be *some* silver lining. Urghhhh. Christ knows what happens from here.
I can already see the A level history 45 mark question to come in 20 years time lol. There’d be some juicy stuff to put in that essay at least.
lily kate x