Friday, 16 December 2016


Me somewhere in the Blue Mountains in Sydney, taken by Jon because I liked the light on the tree.
I miss Australia. Very very very very much.

Actually deep down inside i am an aussie.
oz oz oz, oi oi oi!

I promise I am trying to get through all the Australia photos albeit very slowly.
I think I just have this fear of revisiting and looking at those photographs because every time I do that, my heart aches just a little bit more.

I wish I was easily satisfied.
I want everything to go my way.
I wonder, is this part of being an adult?????
I don't know. Maybe.

Sunday, 4 December 2016

I am trying to make sense of life right now.
This has probably been the most eventful year in my life so far.

Saturday, 22 October 2016

3am writings

So this semester has been a hell of a whirlwind.
Every week I am thoroughly exhausted and wish I could really sleep forever.
But then I think about the future life I have to live and it provides that little bit of sustenance.

I have always said that my life plan is but a plan; nothing is set in stone.
And it scares me.
I'm afraid of not knowing and not having complete control.
Does that make me a control freak?

Still, I am thankful I found someone who I can be brutally honest with.
And Darren reads me pretty damn well in the short span of time we have known each other.
Like I say, I am an open book.

I think I am still getting used to this new kind of love.
This love that is assuring and peaceful, calm and collected.
Nothing that uproots you. But it is strange indeed.
It is strange to me.
But eventually, I know deep down that this is the kind of love that could possibly weather the storms in this blackhole we call our world, through the beings we call 'fellow men'(whom are not even close to any sense of the word 'fellow').

We don't know, but we will find out.

Friday, 16 September 2016


i can never understand how someone can hold so much power over you.
which is why i'm so cautious of relationships and miss being single a lot.

if the person you love can't see you as imperfectly perfect then they don't deserve you and you don't deserve to be wasting your damn time gurl

Friday, 29 July 2016

Back in dis shithole

Flew back home today and this all still feels unreal. 
I was still in Brisbane 12 hours ago.
I would endure another 8 hour flight right now to be back there.

No words can describe how fucking depressed I feel about being back.

Wednesday, 22 June 2016

I'm so bored I just might need to go get that 'Knit-your-own-dog' kit.