It has taken me a while to decide what I want to say as I reflect upon my first year of University; particularly when trying to find the positive aspect within what has been a very difficult year. As I write this, having just emptied my flat in halls, returning home for three whole months… Continue reading Reflections
For a few months I’ve been writing a blog composed of a mixture of self-indulgent ramble and mediocre poetry in an attempt to better understand myself and the mental illness (though I am uncomfortable in labeling it as such) that I’ve been trying to deal with for a few years. Up till now, I’ve been doing… Continue reading No longer anonymous
I have a very complicated relationship with summer. I love summer in many ways. However cliche it may sound, I love the sound of lawnmowers and the smell of freshly cut grass, I love the satisfaction of a cold drink on a hot day, I love the feeling of warm sand between your toes, I… Continue reading Summer lovin’? hatin’?
There are two things that have been preoccupying my mind lately but neither of them are particularly easy to write about, as in neither of them really seem to go anywhere or are of enough substance to devote an entire blog post too. I often find my self questioning why I am the way I… Continue reading Welcome to my worries
Here is a little piece of advice that has taken me a long time to accept: university may not be the best time of your life, and guess what? It doesn’t have to be. In the years building up to university, it seems a sort of haven- a place to find yourself, discover new hobbies,… Continue reading Down it, fresher!