Still writing

But my counsellor and close friends are getting it. I try to write daily, but it's not happening- I need to make time morning and night for it.

I'm still having boy troubles, I'm still struggling with money and weight. But I'm starting to accept myself. I no longer fight with my parents, I realise that they want to run my life for me. I just don't accept or put up with it- walking away is easier than fighting with Dad. I'm moving out on Sunday- and pleased as anything!

I got my nose pierced on Monday, bringing the total bits of silver hanging out of my body to 8. Max and B will notice and tell me. The others didn't... Dad still hasn't, and Mum was disappointed in me.

I've got stories to tell, a life to live and adventures to have. It should be fun.