I'm beautifully broken

and I don't mind if I show it

You always find help in the strangest of places don't you?

I have Miss Ashlee Simpson to thank for the many times she has helped me...

Stupid isn't it?

Oh well, it's that time of the year again where I have to pack my faithful red samsonite suitcase with one of the wheel caps missing and go back to my lovely boarding school.

And to be honest I'm scared. Scared of what is going to happen in the next three months. So much I'm not ready for. I'm not ready for my A Levels. I'm not ready for not seeing my parents for three months. I'm not ready to start thinking about university. I'm not ready to grow up. And the worst thing is, there's always that niggling feeling that you're the only one. That I'm the only one who is scared.

Please say I'm not. Somebody please...

My flight leaves in six hours. I'll be at the airport at midnight Dubai time. That's 10 o'clock UK time. Wish me luck.

Thanks for all the support you've given me and thanks for putting up with my shitty writing XD.

See you soon
xoxoxoxoxoxox
Nina