I’m starting to think I’m a little bit psychic.

Yeah.

Or maybe just the sort of writer that draws a lot from experience. =P

Here are some proofs:

Art: One of my characters, who aspired to be a doctor, failed her Biology class in high school. Therefore, she couldn’t get into the university she wanted and became a teacher instead. I wrote this story in junior high.

Life: I don’t want to be, but I suck at Biology in high school. And I didn’t get into the university I wanted. I seriously hoped the career part isn’t going to happen though. God knows I make the worst teacher.

Art: Another character in my fanfictions is the only daughter of a famous Dragon Keeper, hailed as the best in the world. He wanted her to follow in his footsteps, but she refused because she had a traumatic experience with dragons. But her father pulled some strings and, through a series of circumstances, she went to Romania to study dragons. It’s a completely foreign country for her, and she’s in for a ride.

Life: Well, thankfully my father didn’t do any of those things, though he did want me to follow in his footsteps, which I, too, refused to do. But the foreign country part is true. I mean, I’ve never even been to Australia before, and that’s where I’m going to study in October. *panics*

I guess those may just be a series of coincidence, and I’m reading way too much into this, but there is one more thing. It’s a big aspect of my writing that was never supposed to come true, yet it is suddenly coming true. I won’t mention it because it’s too personal, but a friend once pointed out to me that it’s the one thing that almost all of my stories have in common.

I mentioned this to my Mum and she laughed and said, “Stop writing then.” Which will never happen, obviously. But I’ll definitely be more careful about what I write in the future. :P