i failed epically at that 365 day project. i will start soon, promise.
since then, i've turned 18, finished my a-levels and had one of the best nights, which involved farm yard animals, such as goats:



it was the end of 7 long, longg years at my school. but i genuinely do miss it.

i would explain the horse, but i'm not really too sure myself.





i'm gonna miss these the most though. 2 months, and i'll be moving almost 2 hours away. scared doesn't really describe it. but at the same time i'm so excited i just want to dance around all the time. the university just won 3 awards at graduate fashion week, just proves how amazing this course is.

i think far to much. i overcomplicate everything in my head. maybe that's why all my inspiration and ideas have gone. i've thought about everything so much. i've wanted to make the best i could so much. that i just can't anymore.
so maybe to get back to where i was, i need to stop thinking, go back to basics and hopefully it will come back? i hope so. i don't feel like me without imagination.