I went in for school orientation today. I almost missed it though, woke up with ten minutes to get out of the door. Usually my internal alarm clock is pretty good - but today it failed me by waking me up an hour and a half early and then going off an hour late the … Continue reading Orientation
I think I used to be. Writing page long accounts of how much people mean to me and reminiscing over all the memories we'd shared used to be something which I could do with quite a bit of ease. But then it started to get harder. Those things felt like they should be said maybe … Continue reading I’m not the sentimental type
New continent, new city, new adventures...or so I hope. Honestly though I have no idea what to expect. I have an image in my head I suppose but I know the moment I step off the plane (or some time around then) that image will probably be shattered. This is going to be my second … Continue reading New Adventures, or Big Mistakes?
Those who have inspiration are lucky. Yet those who know what their inspiration is and how to tap into the infinite resource of it within each of us, are the luckiest. I believe that in all of us is an inspiration which won't run out. We just so often don't know how to reach it, … Continue reading Inspiration
I remember once, in one of my "well being" classes, our teacher gave us the task of coming up with our own definition for what we think intelligence is. We weren't allowed to use the internet but in the least amount of words possible we had to come up with our own answer. A few … Continue reading Intelligence…and what does this say?
I think a while back I posted a speech I gave at a convention about learning disabilities, which actually got far more views than I expected. In fact, so many that I wanted to investigate why this was. So I took to google and with a quick google search I found the reason why. There … Continue reading My journey with dyslexia and the advantages and disadvantages
*self harm, depression triggers I used to be the kind of person who wanted, actually no scratch that, needed to know everything. I'm not really sure what triggered me to be like that I just know that it got to a point where I would use any means I could to figure out a secret. … Continue reading Intrusive (my story)