Here is the absolutely mad but yet somehow cute and 'innocent' Wilford Warfstache! Why is he cute? He's like 'oh I just murdered this person.... Anyone want some to get some ice cream!?' Anyone else see Wilford like that?

He would probably like the song mad hatter ;) (by Melanie Martinez) And Don't Threaten me with a good time (Panic! At the disco)

This will be the final Friday update of this book. I I know such a long journey. Highs and lows. Horrible monstrosities at the beginning, me slowly transforming my performance like a butterfly, and finally the what we have now. Not the best I could possibly do but I'm still testing the limits of my abilities! I absolutely loved all the people I got to meet and talk to through this book! All of your encouragement is greatly appreciated! I loved every bit of it. All of it has been takes to heart. I can't believe how many people actually came to care about me through not even a year of Wattpad! As of this very posting I have 377 followers.

Wow. I've kinda underestimate that number. I used to get so excited over 10. I used to this thing for every 10 followers. I seem to just not get as excited as I used to and I'm afraid, to the point where I do just think about it, that I don't appreciate that like I should! Then I have to consider the fact that every time I get a comment I just have to look. Every time I get a follower I just have to see their profile. To see whether they followed me because of ME or my work. I honestly rather have only the people fallow me for my work (even with a lower number) then fallow me in hope of another faceless person fallowing them just to say they have a lot of fallows. Do you understand that? Understand what I'm trying to say.

Ugh, it's such a complicated feeling because I'm also not explaining my whole story and I probably won't. A lot of it has to do with my personality and what do I want to do as a living. Female Youtuber? Scientist? Animated/ drawing person for Disney? All of it sounds... Impossible. As far as a star. I have to try. To start. To realize it and dream it is just as hard as the actual getting started. I'm raving again. Ranting about things that will come in time.

How many read my personal rant up their -sighs but smiles slightly- wow...

And I officially Welcome you, my sweet readers, to the Beginning of the End.