No I did not write in it every day.
Just on the days that I remembered I actually had it, or maybe I just found it laying on the floor in my closet or something, and decided to pick it up.
Anyway... Today was the last day. The last day that I'm ever going to write in it again. Right before I posted this, I finished writing on the last page.
This journal has many memories, good times, and struggles written all over it.
And it's locked up, safe and sound. And where is the key you might ask? It's safe where no one will find it. :)
Yes I am definitelly a "doodler"... if that's even a word. I love to draw simple random things on any piece of paper I have in front of me. Or in this case, my journal.