My Semester as a Failure

The closer I move towards exams, the more activities I find that require my immediate attention. This semester I’m overwhelmed by the urge to give away and throw out. I’m up until 2am, sorting through clothes that no longer serve me. It’s only when a friend asks me if I’m okay that I realise how random my behaviour seems. I feel terrible. I’m reminded of my years in youth work, where giving away stuff is sometimes a sign the person plans to end their life. It’s a way of saying goodbye.┬áTo the friend who checked in with me – I’m sorry for worrying you. I thank you for having the courage to ask.

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Doing Dumb Shit

It’s been so long since I’ve been here. It’s not that I’ve been busy studying law, which is technically my full time job. I’ve had wine to drink. A bit too much. Then there’s been kittens to play with. Plus Laura and Stacey needed my attention – at the uni bar. You think I would’ve learnt my lesson by now but no, I continue to procrastinate, leave things until the very last minute and somehow, God knows how, manage to pass. The one thing I’ve got going for me is the fact I don’t want to work in a law firm because one read of this blog and they’d stamp a big fat fail across my letter of application.

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