A Note on Death
I watched some CCTV footage of Reeva Steenkamp the day before her death. Some people tweeted how eerie it was to see. I’ve heard people say similar things in relation … Continue reading
Is it Wrong to Ask Friends about Salaries?
The point of knowing my friends’ salaries wasn’t so that we could compare bank accounts, it was so that we would be armed with the most and best information possible … Continue reading
Sour.
I am clearly on my period. I rarely have one, and when it comes I am always reminded why I am thankful I don’t have to deal with it each … Continue reading
Love
Love often felt like a trap. Once I succumbed to the intensity of the feelings I had and crystallized them by telling him I loved him, I was trapped. A … Continue reading
Start.
Good news everybody! I got a job! I told my Aunt and Uncle, and my Mum about the interview. I hardly slept the night before, finally crashing at about 3 … Continue reading
Gripe.
Some days I am well aware I am too hard on my mother. She wants me to be happy after all, even if it means me living in another country … Continue reading
Loverly.
My highschool crush has asked me to connect on LinkedIn. He is now married to a girl I despised. I don’t want to have to connect with her too. She … Continue reading
The Stirring.
Last week when out with my new girl group we agreed to go out. Well my old classmate K told me he and our old classmate S would be out … Continue reading
The way it is.
I’m stressed, and horny. An unpleasant combination with no hope of reprieve.
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