Toupie70

I wish I could draw well enough to materialise the images in my mind and write well enough to save the stories. Instead the pages stay blank and everything fades, like clouds changing shape, until nothing remains but a dull memory of what once was.

Bloody hell, Just made the mistake of reading my past journal entries... I was a bit of a fool 6 years ago. So I guess, even though I still feel like a kid most of the time, I have matured afterall. Good to know. I'm a little worried that this comment will lead people to read my past entries, actually, now it probably will... Damn... that is, on the off-chance that anyone actually bothers going on my profile again, I think most of my friends have left DA anyways, so you, yes, you actually bothering to read this, I probably don't know you at all... that's cool, just don't judge me on past content please. Or on most of the stuff posted on this

My Gap year travelling has come to an end. Back to uni I go and I'm actually starting to really look forward to it. (Even though I won't know anyone and the work load is going to be HUGE...)