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  • Oh The Quarrels Of Buying A New Camera

    Oh The Quarrels Of Buying A New Camera

    So, I’m not placing any bets on becoming the next Steven Spielberg anytime soon, although needless to say I quite fancy my chances at dabbling in a bit of vlogging in the near future. In addition to perhaps snapping a few odd pictures of  little wilting dandelions, or, if I time it right, the mugshot…

  • A Second Chance To Make A First Impression

    A Second Chance To Make A First Impression

    My second time uploading this because no one seems to like an introduction! (*Cue introductory moody af facial expression ) I know breaking the ice is awkward but let’s just make a start on finding the chisel, eh? What’s the blog about?: A lifestyle blog intertwined with a few off topic rants and the occasional…

  • Tough Mudder – S.O.S

    Tough Mudder – S.O.S

    For any naive soul out there who doesn’t know what ‘Tough Mudder’ is exactly, I suggest you keep it that way. For it seems to be the hybrid spawn of Satan and someone your mother dearest just isn’t too fond of. In other words – it’s going to be hell. And guess who just signed…

  • 6 THINGS YOU’RE DOING THAT’S ACTUALLY MAKING YOUR STRESS WORSE!

    6 THINGS YOU’RE DOING THAT’S ACTUALLY MAKING YOUR STRESS WORSE!

    Stress – a word on the tip of everyone’s tongue who’s either just f*cked up or who’s fearing that the f*ck up is just around the corner, kind of like your creepy neighbor. So perhaps it’s easy to realize when exactly you may be feeling stressed, but how about we have a little chat about…

  • Poem: Rorrim

    Poem: Rorrim

      I control you. From the cradle to the grave, I will own you. You can smell me, hold me, taste me, lose me. Yet you cannot refrain from the goal to retain me. You lie to everyone about me, conduct deceitful acts to earn me, learn for me, learn from me, either way, like…

  • Poem – Lost

    Poem – Lost

    Below is a poem I wrote in a state of confusion one evening. I was at a loss with what my purpose in life should be. Frustrated that I had so many thoughts in my mind  yet took so little action: Lost I feel lost, There’s a voice in my head that can never be…