This was me a year ago:

Once more I find the quill within me and my smile, the ink, writing is freedom, I must say writing is living and laughing, most of all writing is loving, loving not only the world but everything, everyone in it. Writing is my passion…

I swear I haven’t changed that much, I still believe that

Ohmygod today was so weird!!! I was nervous all day, but hid it, and I randomly decided to give my english teacher the ‘novel’ I’ve been working on since the ideas in it would be good for my coursework, and he asked for it, so

I just gave him the whole draft

THE WHOLE DRAFT

aaaaaaaargh, what if he thinks it’s absolute shite?! NERVOUS

Anyways, Happy news! My period came! Now I know, this is kinda weird, but hell, all us ladies get them, get over it,

anyways…