Oct 23, 2016


I just woke up from my nap. I had covered myself with my blanket and looked like a cocoon. Waking up was so difficult, as it has been for the past few days. Where this insurmountable tiredness has come from, I can't tell.

The workload has become so exhausting that I turn off the lights before 10, but my mind still works for the next three hours. Should I do it this way or should I leave it? Which sentence should start the piece? I want to do it that way, but how can I? When do I have the time to transcribe? The questions keep me awake although my eyes won't stay open. The alarm goes off at six or seven so I would have time to make those plans into reality. I wake up tired and everything just takes so long.

Slow hands, indeed, combined with a slow brain.

It doesn't work.



my mind's getting in the way
can't feel what my body says

Oct 16, 2016


Wednesday got a little twist when Emma and I quite spontaneously went to see a psychic. We've had this idea since July, but due to schedules and overall business we hadn't had the chance to actually see it through. On Wednesday though we finished uni early and all of a sudden we were on our way to see a psychic.

I've always wanted to see one just to hear what they would say about me. I'm not sure if I truly believe their abilitites (it would be awesome if they were actually true), but even if it is just a big scam, it's quite fascinating to hear what they 'read' of you having never met you. The reason why all of a sudden I was very into it was because one of Emma's sisters saw one and it was freakishly accurate and that made us both intrigued.

I would say Emma was more nervous than I was (because it's 100% true). I, on the other hand, was okay because according to Mel, everyone still has free will. So even if the psychic told you you were going to die the next day (although I've been told they wouldn't do that), you still have the power to change that. I thought it was reassuring if all of this was true after all.

I didn't really know what to expect, but I guess I wasn't expecting it to be as office-like as it was. There were no odd costumes, persian rugs or colourful curtains - and no crystal balls. Instead, there was a table and two chairs and two stacks of cards. Simple, but in a way the mundane interior made me take it more seriously than if it was a huge performance.

So what went down in that room? Not revealing all the details, here are the main points:

1. Right now my life is changing gravely, but it's going to be okay because the archangel Gabriel is protecting me (Hi there!).
2. I'm going to go back to school, but my next degree is not going to be as long (so perhaps a masters is calling me) (in my head I literally went 'Oh, nooooo'.)
3. I'm going to write a book (highly likely, as a matter of fact).
4. There is a relationship coming, but first I need to love and cherish myself and have some fun (funny, because although inferential, I've realised that more strongly than ever during the past three months).
5. Health-wise everything is okay and my attempt to be healthy actually works out (self-confidence just went up a notch!).

I would say those are the five key points, excluding some details regarding love life. I would say that the psychic definitely hit home with the part that my life is in a middle of a change and deets about my relationships. Also, I thought it was interesting that she would mention the book because that has been on my mind for the past five years. In addition, although going back to school after graduation seems like a horrible idea, I wouldn't be so surprised if that actually ended up happening. Right now though I detest the idea, but hey, my mind has changed before.

I think it's everyone's own decision whether to believe it or not. Emma and I actually thought that it was quite therapeutic and wouldn't mind trying it out again in a few years time. As an experience it was a very positive one and I'm so glad we did it. If nothing else comes out of this, at least Emma managed to scratch one thing out of her bucket list!

ps. These are pictures from Nice when my body, hair and face were not cooperating. Instead, I let the dress shine and live its own life. That dress must be the best sale item I've ever bought. Just look at it move!


my friends all tell me maybe i should seek a psychic
they tell me just beware i may or may not like it
but either way i know i need to get some answers

Oct 10, 2016


I've come back from uni absolutely drained. Although today was not a tough day per se, I seem to be exhausted for some reason. A quick recap: Diana and I went to see a Picasso portraits exhibition at the National Portrait Gallery, followed by a Shift meeting, and then writing/goofing around with Mel in the news room. Now I'm tucked in bed with a huge cup of tea, ready to watch an episode or two of Desperate Housewives and fall asleep. Good night, world.


can't get enough of this song

there'll be peace in the city tonight
peace in the city tonight
for when i'm gone i hope they get it right

Oct 9, 2016


Well hello, blog world.

So uni started on Monday and now my disappearing has nothing to do with the lack of material (actually have tons of it) but the fact that Monday was a proper reality check how important this last year is. We have a dissertation to write on top of the journalistic final major project, and a few reports to write before that... On top of that, our class is now running the school magazine (Shift) so on Monday I found myself agreeing to write about six key trends seen at Paris Fashion Week for Wednesday. Immediately I remembered how I was also supposed to finish two Cosmopolitan articles that week and do three shifts at the pub. So basically that's what I did this week, what about you? :-D

Next week is not looking any better. Again, I have freelance work to do and Shift (going to just start calling the uni magazine that) requires three articles by Wednesday and I should be working on two other articles, and my proposal, and transcribe, and again work three shifts at the pub........... *explodes*

By the way, I'm quitting the pub. As you can probably read between the lines, I don't have enough time to do everyhing and this year I actually want to be on top of things. Shocking, eh? Besides, I'd choose freelance work any day over crappy hours and even crappier salary so I think this is only the right decision. Having said that though, I have enjoyed working there (for the most parts) and have made some great new friends. It was the right job for the summer, but behold, summer is here no more. Time to move on.

Other than the unbelievable hastiness, my life is pretty awesome right now. My London friends are even more important to me than ever, our class seems like we're all working together for the first time, I haven't eaten any sugary stuff for eight days (yay me!), haven't drunk alcohol for six weeks (makes me sound like an alcoholic haha) and I'm again enjoying dressing up and making an effort for school. Besides, I like keeping myself busy so I have a good feeling about this year. Hopefully my feeling is correct!

This outfit was taken by Mia on Tuesday when we hangout after a long (well, six weeks) break. Although fall has definitely arrived to London, I was still channeling a proper summery sailor look. I was even wearing an anchor necklace that Julia gave me for my 18th birthday! I am so in love with my new velvet cap, hence, I have worn it like four times this week. I have so many posts in mind so I will do my best to manage my time so I can come and update you guys. Love you all, if there are still people reading this! :-)


he never walks away, he never asks for money
he takes care of things, he loves me
piece by piece he restored my faith
that a man can be kind and a father could stay