One of my closest friends, Nancy, who I lived with for my final year of university, has a certain saying. She is far from a philosophical girl, but when something didn’t go according to plan, she’d just shrug and say… Continue reading
We’ve had some encouraging news. Not that the fact that I’ve gone back to uni and all that isn’t encouraging, but in between the stress of third year, the constant phone calls home in which I’m internally a bit like… Continue reading
Let’s be clear about a few things: There is absolutely no reason on earth why this should be a pity-blog. You know, a totally-cancer-induced diary in which I type all my woes out for the world to see. Unlike a… Continue reading