I'm so sorry for ignoring you As I hurried past the bridge Where you lay huddled With a blanket of paper And a firefly for family I didn't care to look or stop. Lost in my own concerns and fears Which seem so ridiculous now But they made me blind to your sorrow I thought…Read more Dear Human
Whenever students come upon the crossroad in their life where they have to make a decision about what to study at college or university, people find it very easy to advise them with the words “do what you enjoy.” This is of course great advice but there are a few things which can make it…Read more To Learn Or To Live?
Written nine years ago. I can't help but cringe at the lack of connectives and I don't know how I wrote that last sentence if I had already stopped writing! There have been two periods in my life where I maintained a diary for about a.month and both were when my mum went abroad. Reading…Read more Thank God My Writing Has Improved Since This!
Now, since the end of secondary school, I haven't been an active participant in sports but when it comes to exams, I realise the importance of exercise. I am revising, I don't have time to exercise! This is the usual attitude during exam season as everything is pushed back after the barrier of the day…Read more Conquering The Moment When Revision Becomes Revolting
When I hear people declaring that they hadn't revised during the holidays and that their exams are coming up soon, the first thought that enters my head is "why the hell didn't you!" Sorry. Perhaps they had something going on, a family matter or personal issues but those who didn't yet still remained in their…Read more That Time Of Year Again..
If you are a parent, are there some things you wish you had recorded whilst growing up to refer back to as an adult? To give to your children and say hey, I was like you once and here is my written proof. Looking over my childhood things, I began to think about how writing…Read more The Legacy Of Our Teenage Years
Crouching behind a rock, Shelter in the storm Of words, yells and abuse Of kicks, punches and misuse, Safe. As it swirls all around Whipped into a frenzy like a tornado But in the eye behind the rock, It is all calm. Relaxed, content and a refuge, Till it creaks And a howl slips through…Read more Against The Storm