A True Story...

Every time something good happens, or I achieve something amazing, it makes me want to hammer my index finger onto my screen at my blog header, defiantly yelling 'I TOLD YOU SO'. Every time something goes RIGHT in my life when people thought it wouldn't, and I take another step into the big wide world, it reminds me of that weekend of hopelessness - no university offers, a not-so-outstanding results sheet, and being told I was in 'cloud cuckoo land' over the idea of living in France. *points at screen singing na-ne-na-ne-nana*

I've had to put up with people around (few people, I must add), but those people who automatically had me down as 'unsuccessful' for not going straight to university, who didn't see any options for me other than to retake a school year or do a year's college course, and end up as a 60-year-old waitress or a 'lifer' at Sainsbury's. And I've proved them all wrong. But it was never about them - it was about proving it to myself. Proving my independence, finding my confidence, and pushing my own boat out. 

And yet another amazing feat has come out of the year, granted that this whole year has ironically happened 'backwards' if you compare it to the average life 'plan' (date, co-habit, have kids...), but getting to the point, Miss Independent has finally bagged herself a boyfriend! The same guy who was my 'knight in shining armour' with offerings of cough sweets and medicine not so many months ago. And we have FINALLY hit it off. *keeping calm and cool, resisting all urges to jump around like a six year old*

This is definitely my year. :) Right now, I can officially say that I love my life. And there have been times where I never thought that would happen. So to everyone out there, go and inspire yourself. 

In other news, the new house is pretty good, and I love my room, despite it being half the size as my old room. I did buy myself a very cute dreamcatcher from an Earth-saving shop, and a dreamcatcher is something I've always wanted. Seriously, ALWAYS.