The feeling of accomplishment is sweet

A year ago or two ago I started a story that I thought was so amazing. While I thought it was so amazing, I set a New Year's resolution to finish it. I forgot the resolution, got tired of the story and gave up, shoving it in my drawer to be forgotten.
Since it being the new year and all, I saw my resolutions. I dug up my notebooks filled with the story and started writing again. I was determined to finish it, even if it was the worst story I'd ever written. I stayed up late, bugged my friends and family about it, I chose to write rather than do my homework, I even developed a little callouse on my finger. But I was determined to finish.
And I did! And I'm so happy, even though I know that the plot is kinda screwy and the characters are confusing.
I finished!!!