I sometimes wake up thinking that I have to go to school again, and it fills me with dread before I realise that I never have to go to school again; I never have to walk to that cold building with its dark long corridors and barred windows; I never have to park my bottom again on those hard benches…
I find it difficult to like people who flaunt their intellectual superiority. I don’t actually care that your IQ is off the charts. I don’t care that you’re a bona fide certified genius. I don’t care that you can reel facts off the top of your head, that you can do maths in seconds, and that you know what the chemical properties…
When my godson’s seven year old sister Anaina visited her best friend J a couple of days ago, she was expecting to just be a seven year old and hang out with her friend. She was looking forward to playing with J, showing her the new present her uncle had bought her, and hanging out. But when she went back…
This is what it looks like when I’ve had enough. I am tired of the hatred and intolerance perpetrated by certain members of the Christian community about the widespread prevalence of people saying ‘Happy Holidays’ instead of ‘Merry Christmas’. WHAT? Last year there was a long-winded status floating around Facebook that pretty much blamed the immigrant communities for the rise…
…but it’s nice sometimes. My boyfriend reacted with anger today at something someone said to me. I’ve rarely seen him angry, but this was one of the rare moments. Without thinking about it, he rose to my defence. I didn’t mind. It’s not that I can’t speak up for myself. It’s not like I can’t save myself. It’s not like…
What, another post, and so soon? Well, yes. I haven’t been blogging in a couple of weeks and I have some catching up to do. I read an interesting post by the friend of a friend about body hair. In other words, a woman’s body hair. In other other words, this is THAT post about body hair. You know, the…
I’m _exhausted_. I don’t just mean that I’m tired; it’s not the sort of tired you feel at the end of the day when you’ve had full and busy and looked up at the clock and realised that it wasn’t even noon yet. I’m _exhausted_. I’m worn out, on almost every level. I just feel completely depleted and I need…
I’d be happy to have one child. I think everyone who reads this blog has sort of realised that by now. One child to call me mum. I’m also not sure how I’d react to anyone telling me to ‘have more babies’. Yet, I see that sort of thing all the time. Recently, a friend’s birth announcement announcing the birth…
24th October 2012
There are some days when you just need a series of comforting things. Today is one such day for me. I woke up this morning in a strangely convoluted position (well, you try sharing your bed with two cats), arranged myself properly, and then went back to sleep huddled up in my quilt while listening to the sound of the…
I was at the beach the other day, pushing my toes into the sand and reading a book, when a family of four arrived and parked right next to me. Now, I’m not anti-social. So I didn’t mind that from all the empty bits of beach to choose from, they chose the bit next to me. I quite like people,…