November 2011
1 post
Braced myself for the goodbye, cause that's all...
I was never the kind of girl to dream about her wedding, her future husband, her children… yet after being engaged for three months I’ve picked out a dress, a first dance and a flower bouquet.
But despite all of these grand plans for my future and the white wedding I never thought I wanted, but couldn’t want any more if I tried, I still don’t believe it’ll ever work...
April 2011
1 post
Even Angels Have Their Wicked Schemes and You Take...
Three months later and, yet again, I’ve fallen behind on my promise to write more. It seems that my love of writing has been bruised by the volume of coursework and research I’m required to do for both uni and work now. That and the fact that just now, free time is something of a luxury as it nears the end of yet another semester…. but the last four weeks have been an absolute...
January 2011
1 post
Everything is Perfect now; I Don't Wanna make a...
Well it’s 2011 now and I never kept last year’s promise to start writing again… so I want to give it my best attempt this time around. After spending an afternoon deleting the younger version of myself (reflected in precisely 3 Myspace pages, 1 Faceparty, 3 Livejournals and 1 Blogspot) something stopped me from deleting this, my last possible outlet for my emotions, too.
So it...
February 2010
1 post
The Adventures of Princess K in the Tower - Part 1
There was once was a girl - let’s call her K - who had spent her entire life living in a tower, overlooking the lives of her loved ones. She envied their seemingly carefree existence, their ability to let go of what was bad for them and welcome what was good with open arms. When her friends below the tower started to meet princes, she became green with jealousy; she had dreamt of finding a...
January 2010
4 posts
Life Is Beautiful.
My last entry made me sound terribly unhappy with my life… let me fix that first of all.
Whilst I was someone else entirely when I was with him, I’m a much better person without him. I’m far more well-rounded, spending more and more time with my friends every week. I work out more, which isn’t just helping me lose the weight I’ve spent my life being insecure about,...
While listening to Motion City Soundtrack this afternoon I wondered about the complications involved in the metaphor, ‘every aching wound will cauterize and bruise’. I’d always figured that maybe they were onto something, that maybe time really did heal all wounds… But to what extent can any wound ever really be healed?
Even if the wound stops perpetually aching and,...
