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The problem with my life so far, is that I've spent almost its entirety dreaming up ways to make my life more interesting; to make my enemies jealous of my adventures and my friends (wait, what friends?) jealous of my clothes. In short I have wasted almost 14 years sitting at home writing essays (because that's the kind of good student I am), while reposting the same picture of Bondi Icebergs on Instagram in three different months so it looks like I went three times, when I really only walked past it. 

That stops now! In the next 12 months, I vow to at least attempt to tick off at least twenty-five things from my New South Wales bucket list (trust me, I have a bucket list for each place I want to go to, and that takes up a lot of GBs of my iPod). This is really just to see how well I go. I also want to become more content with life - where I live, who I am, who I'm around and what I do during the day. I also need to realise that my life is NOT boring. This is especially since my geography teacher stated that "only simple minded people find anything boring". I have a great life, I live in a great city, I have great parents who will let me go anywhere I want to and I need to accept that sometimes it's just my own pure laziness and fear that stops me boarding a bus to the city after school and exploring till it gets dark. It's also a case of having a really ugly uniform that stops me from doing that, but anyway.

Thanks for reading all these really long sentences. I hope you enjoyed this short post and look forward to reading more in the future!

P.S. I hope you like the header because I was really proud of it - number one, because I drew it and I'm crap at art and number two because I edited it and I'm crap with technology. Okay, bye!