During my stay at Jindabyne (the village closest to the Snowy Mountains), my family and I were ushered into our motel by a middle aged man, with the most electric blue eyes I’ve ever seen and a killer italian accent. … Continue reading
Hey guys! I’ve recently been developing a strange self consciousness over my height and I’m blogging it as a way to try and get over it. I’m not exactly sure when it started. I’ve always been a small person, and … Continue reading
It’s been a while since I’ve started this blog, hasn’t it? Today, I realise with a shock that you readers know almost nothing about me except for the meagre post in the beginning where I introduced myself. I lie actually. … Continue reading
I would quite like to have a goal this week. Maybe every week. Except I don’t quite want to call it ‘goal’ either. When I think of the word goal, out comes the memories of forced planning, cheesy lectures and … Continue reading
Is it possible for a cut chocolate cake to be better than a uncut one? An uncut cake resembles perfection Pureness A cut cake resembles acceptance Sharing Warmness in imperfection So which one is better? Cut or uncut?
Do not contradict me I know who I am The question is Who are you?