I'm back. For good. I think...

 If you're a writer and you plan to write your whole life sometimes there are some certain moments when you might feel a little lost. I was going through that moment and to be honest I don't really know how to get through it, yet. There are so many good writers in this world so many incredible stories and unbelievable tales that I can't help but wonder, am I good enough? Is it good enough to write some freelance blog that a few people read and not a epic-Lord of the Rings-movie-quality-novel-that-makes-teenagers-scream-in-agony-when-they-finish-because-their-lifes-are-over novel?
 Well, after all this time I finally made a decision: I. don't. care.
 That's right. I said it, I'm open about it, no fear of judgement. Maybe a little, but it's cool.
 As soon as I set myself free from this pressure of being as good as other writers I felt free. I will never be Mark Twain or Salinger and my name will never be up there with them. But at least I can set free some of my demons and write about my little insignificant adventures. Because to me, they mean the world. Ok not the world but they mean Something. With capital "S".

 So, after all this time, I don't think I have a lot to tell. I'm finally on my last year at Uni. Woop woop! Made amazing new friends, bought some fabulous new dresses and ate a few slices of cheesecake that I shouldn't have. Either way, so far I cannot say I regret it. (Maybe a few things, some posts about that will follow soon)
 The thing is, I spend so much time thinking about what I did wrong and how I don't want to do it again, that I forget to keep on walking. I have a tendency to "stop in time" and think about minor things over and over. You might even read about a few of them in my blog a few entries back. What stopped me from actually start writing again was that sometimes I felt like what I had to say was not really blog worthy. It was not witty and fun enough, it was not really worth a full post about it.

 But then again. It is MY blog. So I'm going to try to keep up to the challenge of actually doing this for my own sake and entertainment. Because honestly without wiritng, I feel like I go insane. Hope you like the adventures of this last year in Bradford.

 It will be a good year. I can feel it.

 And now some music: