Reading is one of my favourite activities which is probably strange for a loud, bouncing girl who hates to sit still but it is. Today I FINALLY found a store that wasn’t sold out of Neil Gaiman‘s latest novel, Ocean at the End of the Lane, it’s mine now; at least it will be until I share it with my best…
Tag: Writing
Sorry, Sorry, Sorry
Is it just me or do we all apologize too damn much? I don’t mean apologizing for bumping into someone or saying something rude or forgetting a birthday; I mean the way we apologize for feeling things or the way we apologize because we think those feelings may possibly have offended someone in some way or another. I’m one of…
Chapter 3 – Part 1
When the day came to leave for Windsor I awoke with butterflies in my stomach; I was nervous for so many reasons but there were two big reasons I was lying to my mother and I was going to see Colin for the first time in 2 and a half months. I’d already made the decision to leave home, I’d…
Chapter 2 – Back to School
Back to School Going back to school after our Italian adventure felt like a punishment; I was suddenly chained to my MSN because for the time being that was where Colin lived, in my computer. The late night conversations with Colin covered up the pain of living with my emotionally and physically abusive father. For months leading up to my…
Chapter 1 – Italy
I’ve always believed in moments, moments change everything and everything changes in a moment. When I met Colin, I didn’t know that it was a moment, I didn’t know that everything was going to change after that; I barely even knew I liked him. When I was seventeen my life changed and for the five years that followed life was…
My Book…
On my birthday this year I had the pleasure of seeing my friend Ashley sing, this was BEFORE proceeding to tempt fate by doing 1 shot for every year I’d been alive so you can trust my judgement; and during her beautiful cabaret Ashley sang a song called My Book. You have to listen or you won’t understand what comes next……
My Shananigans 