Today I got out of bed and somebody had made me my favourite breakfast. Warm weetabix, yoghurt and toast with fresh squeezed orange juice. I changed into my pretty new clothes and hopped in the car (because I passed my driving test) and I drove into Belfast to meet up with my 4 awesome girlfriends who were able to spontaneously take a day off work so we could all get our hair done. I drove back to Lisburn, with my shiny new hair to stop at church. When I got there, my minister was able to tell me about the churches new proposal to extend the building to make a youth department with a new sports hall and study rooms and offices. As if this day couldn't get any better, when I went back to my car there was a paper bag beside the front wheels with cash in it. Enough cash for me to book flights to go see all my friends all over the world that I miss so much. Enough cash that my parents were no longer worried about me and fully supported me.

This entire entry is a lie.