#StoryOfMyLife, Writing confessions

Writing a novel: pointless or fulfilling?

It's now been almost 8 months since I put the first words in an empty Word document, which I later named Jeremiah and Natasha (which is also the working title of my novel). Fast forward 8 months, and this document has grown to be 136 page, containing 74,000 words, most of which I am proud of.… Continue reading Writing a novel: pointless or fulfilling?

Beauty Parlour

Love Your Body Monday: Confessions of a Fashion-phobic

Clothes have always existed in my life. I do not live in a climate warm enough to do without them. But they've never been in any way central to my life. I used to just put clothes on, ones that were mostly bought for me by my mom. When I got older, I obviously started… Continue reading Love Your Body Monday: Confessions of a Fashion-phobic

Musings

Why I left University of Oxford after 2 months and never looked back

The idea for this blog post has been with me even before I started this blog. It was meant to be published on my previous one, where I was writing about getting into university in the UK. However, as this blog became my main one, I moved the idea over, and its lone draft (or… Continue reading Why I left University of Oxford after 2 months and never looked back

Musings

Friends I will never see again

My mom asked me to find binoculars yesterday. Although I've never seen them before, apparently we have a pair. And apparently they were meant to be in my room (they actually weren't but that's beyond the point). When looking for them, I had to go through all my cupboards and drawers and cute flowery boxes… Continue reading Friends I will never see again