Au revior.

Since I began this blog in December 2008, I've wrote a total of 234 posts. (This post being my 235th). I was 16 years old when I began. I've wrote about countless friends and "lovers"; ones that I have lost on the way and others that are still in my life. I've complained about my performing arts education and motivation towards it, and also wrote about my passion for it. I've posted poetry and song lyrics and pictures that represented my life at that moment in time.

This place has been my outlet for nearly three whole years, but it's gotten to the point where I post something less that once a month. My only excuse for this is that I struggle these days to sit down in front of my computer and try and put my life in words. I love writing and I love letting the world know about everything that goes on around me, however mundane it can be sometimes, but I guess I'm growing up now and I don't feel the need to document on here every tiny thing that happens to me.

So much drama still goes on in my life. At the moment, Emma Cox, who was one of my best friends at college is no longer really in my life because of her actions these past 10 months or so. Jamie Glen, my current boyfriend, is still probably the most important person in my life right now, and I am madly in love with him. I have a good job at a pub that I love at this moment in time, but I'll be losing that at the beginning of 2012, which scares me. I miss my best friend, Rory Campbell, who now lives in Essex, and Hattie Partington and Tom Self are two people in my life right now who I couldn't live without, even though Tom is moving to London at the beginning of September. However, even though all of this is happening, I don't feel the urge to tell you any more. I used to find it helpful. Therapeutic, even. But I guess these days, I prefer to just live it and talk about it out loud, rather than typing it out and letting the world in.

It's crazy to look back at old things I have wrote and think about how much my life has changed drastically. I've learned so many life lessons because of everything I've been through, and if it wasn't for every little fall, I wouldn't be who I am today and have the people in my life that I care about dearly.

I'm not saying I'll never write on here again, but I'm just telling you not to expect anything on here anymore.
This isn't really goodbye. This is more of a thank you. I don't know who still reads this, but for anyone out there who does, I appreciate you following the rollercoaster that has been, and still is, my life.

Maybe one day I'll find a use for this again, but for now, I bid you all a farewell. :)

BIG heart, Zoe. x