Red flags. They sit like poppies in the field of my 20/20 hindsight. Tall. Proud. Showing a moment in time when I should’ve picked another path, another option, another friend. Reminding me of how shit my judgement is sometimes, and how many times I’ve silently thought ‘it’s just one,...
Sometimes I wonder how I managed to run this blog at least more-than-semi-but-not-totally-fully committed during my last two years of uni. It was probably one of the most stressful times of my life; assignments left, right and centre, the physical pain that was DISSERTATION, managing to at least hold...
Nothing worth having, comes immediately. My parents drilled that mantra into me from an early age; reinforced it with piano lessons, cello lessons, music theory, singing, ballet dancing, karate. Practice makes perfect, and patience is a virtue. Sayings that we hear daily, weekly, monthly, written on napkins as reminders...
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