12 Years In A Blog

When I was little, if I grew out of my clothes, my mum gave them to charity. She'd take them in huge bags and put them in the charity bins so they could go to kids who needed them. However I became very attached to my clothes and refused to let go of them, even if they didn't fit me anymore. When my mum told me that we were going to get rid of some of my clothes, I screamed and kicked and refused. Until my mum told me it was a game. We made one pile called the "love it" pile. That was the pile of clothes that I loved so much and they still fit me or were just sentimental. We also had the "lose it" pile. That was where I put the clothes that didn't fit me and didn't mean much to me. At first I hated it but then we made it into a game. If only I had realised that my mum was tricking me!! So back then I had a choice of whether to keep it because I love it or not. I've realised that sometimes you don't have a choice. I've never been forced ou

Most of us have been a new girl at some time in our lives. We've been scared we wouldn't make friends, fit in or enjoy the new school. I know you're thinking I'm not at all qualified to give advice on moving schools but I would know a thing or two about it! I started at a school that I loved more than anything! I started there in Kindy and loved it all! I really did. But then the most horrible stuff happened. I know that a main fear of most people's when moving schools is "I won't make friends." I know I didn't technically change schools, but my best friends in the entire world (kitten and puppy) moved to other schools. I was left with just me and my close-ish friend Moo. We were getting along pretty well and I was finally getting to know her when she made a  big announcement. She was leaving to go live on the other side of the world. I was devastated because A: I wouldn't see her again for a long time B: I would be all alone I still ha

Hey everyone! I tried the whole diary thing. It just didn't work out and I honestly saw no point in writing down stuff only I would ever see. Plus I never put much effort into my entries: "Class was good." "Had fight with friend." "Made up." "It was a bad day." "Night." It seems like I really didn't have much to say but that's not the truth. I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY! I was just always worried about what would happen if the diary fell into the wrong hands. What would people think of me if I wrote personal entries and they read them?? Which is why I started this blog. I can keep it anonymous and just be myself. I know you're thinking this sounds like the book "Girl Online" by Zoe Sugg (aka Zoella.) I finished reading the book yesterday and LOVED IT. So yes, that book is my inspiration and I'm sorry if it sounds like copying. I will try to keep it original. Honestly I have so many ideas I don't think I'l