Alternate Universes.

I wonder in an alternate universe, would I be fat, skinny, taller or shorter? Smarter, dumber, in love with some one or just breaking up? Perhaps I love coffee more than I do, or maybe I don't. Am I happier, living where I am now, or am I living somewhere completely different? Maybe I'm worse... Continue Reading →


People & Their Stories

You know what I'm always amazed by ? The amount of people on this earth. All these homo sapiens, their births recorded meticulously on birth registries, all existing on this earth exactly the same time as me. Sit on a busy street for 5 minutes, the plethora of people that pass you by; some you... Continue Reading →

English Literature

The thing about literature that I love is how different people can interpret things different ways. A key feature of the Harry Potter fandom, other than the fact that our fandom is ever present, is that people are still presenting new theories and ideas, head canons and symbolic features behind JK's work. I believe that we've... Continue Reading →


The art of performing, or more specifically acting today, is an intriguing art form that has lasted through centuries. Performing on stage, as I have completed my GCSE Drama a couple months back, has brought a few interesting thoughts to my mind.   Picture this: you’re under the lights, harsh and bright. The audience are... Continue Reading →


Isn't it funny, how humans create stories about some key things - time travel and love to name a couple. We escape for a few hours into a vivid fantasy to ultimately return to this mundane world we have tried to escape. I love human creativity. I love creativity itself. I love how music notes... Continue Reading →

Pride and Positivity

Mocks. Exams. Hah. I feel that the majority of people would have gotten their mocks results back by now, and perhaps are either elated or embarrassed by their results. I'm not overjoyed with my results, but perhaps that's a topic for another rainy day. I've noticed one of two things that have happened during these... Continue Reading →

Title: Grey Hair

My mum turned 16 a few weeks ago - or so she wishes. Lately I've noticed my mother's black hair has started to be interwoven with silver threads, so out of place, alien almost. I'm not sure if it's the stress of raising three teenage kids, each with separate demands and increasingly higher costs that's turning... Continue Reading →

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