First things first, I just want to clarify how bloody happy I am that 2016 is over. For me, 2016 was a year of idiocy and maturity… both of which intertwined through a spiral of personal choices and incomprehensible circumstances. As a blossoming twenty-two year old, the world was my oyster, and my decisions were […]Read more "Church Kid"
At the end of last year, I grabbed my empty journal, a book with little use, other than a few torn pages for the odd supermarket list and work schedule… and set out to one of my most favourite places in Auckland… Piha Beach… a short – yet somewhat time consuming – journey to the […]Read more "Simply Strung"
You know those irrational fears that cripple your very soul when confronted in extremely normal circumstances. For instance, when you find yourself trembling in the back seat of a car, with a heightened awareness of the placement of your feat in order to avoid the rails in which a seat slides back and forth… ensuring […]Read more "Jumping into Oblivion"
Since my last post, where I mentioned my beloved new beau Louis (the pug) who has not yet entered my life, I have been questioned if I am actually “ready” or “equipped” to look after an animal. Obviously I live a rather crazy lifestyle of Sex and the City marathons and daily dashes to Habitual […]Read more "King Louis and Queen of Justification"
This morning I was once again wooed into the world of Carrie Bradshaw from sex and the city, as she battled the war of meeting and befriending the ex. I, on the other hand, faced an entirely boy-less battle, when deciding what I should eat for my 3pm lunch. Having spent the morning lounging around […]Read more "Meat eating, Vegan loving, Nike wearing, Ethical supporting, hippiester"
Having neglected my new found love of writing these past couple of months, these past few days I have longed to sit in bed with a banana berry smoothie and feel my fingers play across the keys of my poor abandoned laptop. A laptop that has cruelly been left untouched for weeks at a time, only […]Read more "Tweenager to Pope in thirty days…"
Since arriving back on New Zealand soil I think it is fair to say I have repeated my story at least 34 1/2 times, obviously some a little more censored than others… “Honestly Nan, my understanding of the Catholic movement in the Vatican City flourished after my guided tour” Needless to say the retelling process […]Read more "Happy to be Home?"