One thing that these Olympic Games have highlighted for me is the fallacy of the notion that we're all too pushed for time to live the life we really want, and even, possibly, of the cliché that's life's too short. In the past week and a half I've watched hundreds of athletes, many whom are… Continue reading We Have All The Time In The World
I found the list I wrote when I was twenty-four of things I wanted to have done by the time I was thirty. I have just over a year left; and there are still eleven items left to tick off. Might have to make it thirty things to do before I'm thirty-five... Doesn't quite have… Continue reading 30 Before 30
Have you all been watching the Olympics? I'm surprised to find that I'm ridiculously excited about it. I used to love the Olympics. The first one I watched was Barcelona in 1992 and I thought that it was just magical. I thought the opening ceremony was thrilling, I loved the anthem with Freddie Mercury and… Continue reading Olympic Fever
One of my first and best role models for dealing with difficult situations was my primary school teacher. She was Yugoslavian. Well, she started off as a Yugoslavian, by the time we graduated to high school she wasn't. She grew up in Srebrenica. She was a good teacher, but quite eccentric, not like all the… Continue reading Mrs Medusa
I'm having these words tattooed on my feet. For the next time I'm really sick and nothing can convince me that it's worth carrying on living with this illness.
I overheard two women talking in a coffee shop the other day. I think they were both teachers, and they both had young kids. They were discussing how they wanted to keep their daughter's from getting into Disney princesses and turning into anti-feminists, and bemoaning how difficult that apparently is when all the other little… Continue reading In Defence of Disney – What I Learnt About Feminism from Belle and Jasmine
Make-Up & Mirtazapine 