Sometimes for the biggest trips in your life, you don’t need your passport. These aren’t always the best journeys, at the time they could be the most painful experiences you feel that you are going to ever have to go through, at least you wish you never have to live it again. Then, after, once … More Disclaimer: this is intense. Welcome to my world.
Social Media is great for trickery isn’t it just. I mean, a couple of kodaks here, a couple more there, all of breath-taking scenery and fun times, and the assumption that life is a hoot and is shimmering in gold is sold to all the peepers.
Saying goodbye isn’t just about waving off someone you call a friend, or a family member that you won’t be seeing for some time. Or when you wish your colleagues or class mates a nice evening as you head off after a day spent earning or learning. It can also be when you’re just over … More I’m waving!
You wait for a bus, it doesn’t show, you walk ten minutes down the road, and two will pass you on your journey. This post therefore, is that second bus going past you as you’ve just about given up waiting for my next blog post. What on earth have I been up to over the … More Who used that Neuralyzer on me?!
14th April, 12.30pm, adrenalin really is trying to make its way through. But seriously, I’m ruddy shattered! However, Kia Ora New Zealand, I am here! My bad for being away so long, I do apologise. It was so nice to see the excitement on my fellow BUNAC passengers faces, for me, I was surprised however. … More Um Bongo Um Bongo…oh no, wrong drink, I mean Kia Ora
There is no requirement for me to explain as to why my blog entries are slightly on the slack side of late, but I will do so regardless. Firstly, either of these statements work; a. I’ve been too busy having fun to find the time to settle down and put fingers to keyboard, and b. … More You kiss your Smash Hits posters with that mouth?!
From the title alone, let alone this entire post, I accept that I could be judged as either a heartless bitch, or an honest daughter with a heart that wants to help. When my father sadly passed away in 1998, and I was at the milestone age of 16, it goes without saying, my life … More When the child becomes the parent, because the parent IS the child.
I have been single now for 3 years, wow, that’s depressing. That’s what you thought right? Not me… Okay, so maybe for the first 18 months of this period I was one miserable woman, still reeling from the horrible break up that concluded an odd 5 year relationship. I fell in love with this boy instantly. This is … More Natasha Bedingfield and Beyonce both sang about it…