there’s never a better time to make a blog post than whilst sitting at changi airport, once again waiting anxiously to be informed if i’ll

forget text, can’t deal right now. from the window just before, i’m heading to europe again yayy.

having recently loosened my grip I’ve been hoping the third law of motion would have my back and my back it had, so well did it have

so i’m back!  a common theme on this blog it seems, although it may be a typical case of stoke induced  idealism which is always

I’m getting progressively worse at time management (writing on my blog when there’s pressing issues at hand?) but I’ll fix it one day, maybe even

As a tribute to my inability to carry a pen I always think of things that would be great to write here but never convert

i think my recently and ever decreasing attentiveness towards time, it’s presence and it’s value has resulted in a state of a previously unimagined lack of the

my life is a tireless struggle against the undersized hard drive of my laptop, the never ending input of data and the minimal output of

 even though i’m talk about nothing, sometimes I just can’t write anything and this is one of the somes.  I’m going to go for a relaxing pre-bed shred

so I’ve been feeling a little down today and I think it’s because I decided, whilst sleeping, that I need to be listening to music