I'm sorry to say that I haven't blogged in a while. My life has gone crazy.

 It's nothing major or particularly life changing, but all the same, my final year of college is definitely taking it's toll on me. For starters. there's university, and the big question everyone is asking is "Where have you applied?" I have applied to four great universties - okay, one great one, one really good one, one good one, and an okay one - and got into three of them. I am waiting to hear back from the last one - wish me good luck!

That alone is pressuring, particularly because I have picked universities that are - at most - two hours away from home. It's not that I have a weird attachment with my parents or anything - actually, I probably do. I just want to be able to come home when I'm needed. I won't be home every weekend.

My Gran also moved in with us. Don't get me wrong: I love my Gran, and she definitely needs to be with us. But it's definitely an adjustment, as I have a lot of her clothes etc in my cupboards and we share a bathroom.

 Writing is good. One of the reasons I haven't blogged in a while is because I have been writing a sequal to my first novel (see blog). I have also been proof reading and checking my first novel. I think it's good, but then, I would. I have also found this site called fanfiction.net, which is a site where you can write stories about your favourite books, television shows, comics etc. It's really good, and I love reading what others have written. Still, it can be pretty distracting, leaving me up till half one in the morning on a school night.

 In the middle of this I have schoolwork and - gulp - coursework. History coursework is challenging in it's self. I write him something, he looks at it, he critisizes it until I feel like the biggest loser in the world. I am restarting it every time, and I'm getting sick of it. I am also getting sick of whiny Russian peasants. The other side of the course in history is good, but I got a D on my last paper. It was in the middle of exams, and to say I was stressed with be downplaying it, but still, it's what I want to do at uni.

 I would write more but the bell has gone, reminding me that everything we do has an alarm at the end. Bye.