It is very upsetting to revisit a page that I now deem as "shit".
I've reached the merry age of 17 and now the A levels come rolling in, along with my pie-in-the-sky dreams of becoming an illustrator. But fuck me, I'm gonna have a good go!
Also, my language is awful nowadays, if you hadn't noticed, and I really should stop swearing...
Aah! Gone are the days of pining for, well, I'm not sure what, but I know I was pining for something... Innocence has fled! (Okay, that's a lie, I'm mentally five years old.) But I now know the harsh realities of this world now! - a bit.
Sod it. Basically the point of this journal is to promise you, and myse