And now the end is near...

Bonjour.

Not written in a while, have I? Well, there isn't all too much to say. I'm in a list-writing mood so here's a list of things that made 2012 a bit different:

-I finished my GCSE's
-I came up with a project
-I gained £4,000 for the project
-I interviewed Matt Cardle
-I saw Olly Murs live (eeep!)
-I will be able to say I have been a bridesmaid come 2 weeks time
-I held two charity events
-I had whiplash from a traffic collision (still have whiplash)
-I gained a guardian angel
-I actually passed BTEC Science
-I went to England like... 4 times
-I went to the Eisteddfod for the first time
-Had the hiccups for 30-odd days in the row and 17 in a row now.

Hmm.. I can't think what else really. So here's my New Year's Resolutions:-

-To try and be less of a klutz.
-To try harder. Like with my ambitions and shizz
-To be stronger. More emotion-wise than physical but that'd be a bonus
-To try and not over think
-To keep an eye on my money
-To continue my work with Inspire, CLIC and charity
-To get back on my feet after the unfortunate things that pulled me back this year

Yeah, that's about it really for NYRs.

I'm currently sitting in bed, freezing like mad and in pain. Why? Well, I was recently involved in a traffic collision. Basically, some loon swerved and cut across the bus we were on and the driver slammed his breaks down and my dad went flying down the isle while... Well.. I can't remember what even happened to me. I just remember looking down at the floor to see my dad laying there and screaming"DAD" because I thought he was unconsious. He wasn't, thankfully, he was just a bit stunned.

The ambulance came, checked us over, put my dad on a spinal board, wired me up for a bit (yeah, not sure why) and then took us to Heath hospital because we were in Cardiff so Royal Glam was too far.

I rang my parents before boarding the ambulance and they met me when we arrived along with my brother who was going to take my dad home after being checked over. We were there for hours and I didn't get to see my dad after that. He was taken elsewhere and was still being checked after I had left.

I waited 3 hours to be told I had to see my GP the following day and they refused to see me so I had to go to my local hospital to be seen. How ridiculous? All that just to have someone say I needed painkillers. Oh well, we're both okay, anyway, just in a lot of pain.

So that's my story about being in a traffic collision. It's not fun and I despise the driver of the car with a passion. Someone could have died if one little thing was done differently. Could have been me, could have been my dad or even the little kid who had a right beaut of a bruise across his face, bless him. I swear some people don't realise they are made to take a driving test FOR A REASON. Oh well, it's been done now and we have the number plate. He didn't even get out of his car to see what damage he had done. Tosser.

Right, I'm off. I'm cold and it's 2:45. I think I have Insomnia. Again.