Easter. Easter. It’s such a weird holiday. I guess it’s a second Christmas? Like, a spring-time Christmas with eggs instead of presents? I’ve never really celebrated it before, maybe because my family isn’t religious, besides what my mum thinks, and that it was never a massive event on our calendar. Just a time for a … More Easter Eggs and Birthday Cake
Today I am getting my haircut. For most people I know that isn’t a major thing, heck, they get it done every six weeks or so. The difference between those people and me though is that they LIKE sitting in a plastic chair and staring at their face in the mirror. They LIKE having someone … More Haircut
At 23 years old I am ashamed to admit that I am never really ever home alone. I feel that this is a sort of weird thing to admit, but bear with me. Both Brad and I are students, and we live together, so there are only a couple of hours dotted throughout the week … More Home Alone and Scared of the Future
I don’t know what spring is like where you are, but in Canterbury it’s the bees knees. Literally. Those bees are getting right up in that pollen doing their job. And, thanks to them, Canterbury is looking mighty fine this year. There’s nothing like strolling along a street coated in blossom. Brad has started to take … More Spring in Canterbury
My Paper Lungs 