I'd actually forgotten about this journal thing. Reading these thoughts and angsty comments was so strange. It isn't fair. At that time is was young and passionate and emotional and everything was new and amazing an on fire and alive. Now I've started to lose some of that. I really miss those days with Natz and starting sixth form and Potts. Now I'm drifting away from everyone and turning into a miserable little bastard but I guess that's growing up. At least I will have this journal and can look back to those amazing times and remember. I still love you all.