Right now…

That’s a really dumb title, but I can’t think of anything for the time being. Right now, I’ve just finished one history lecture, and am waiting for the lecturer to put the notes up on the internet so I can download them and print them. The internet is a blessing and a curse. It’s a

My Weekend

It’s almost the end of the weekend. Time passes so quickly, even when there’s nothing going on. Saturday, I spent almost the entire day on the computer. I wrote half of my essay, but just today, I decided that what I’d written wasn’t good enough. It was hugely convoluted and sounded like straight narrative. I’m

On Concrit

I’ve had a pretty average day so far. Not much happened. I got up ten minutes later than usual because I had a late start this morning. The first thing I did was grab my journal to write my one page every morning. I wrote some pretty funny typos, or rather ‘writos’. One of them

Truths, Lies, and the Human Condition

It’s cold today. The sky is grey and dreary. I went to choir practise at church this morning, and then waited outside for my dad to pick me up. The icy wind was like the rush of an ethereal cavalry. It tore at my clothes. I stood still in the cold, wrapping my arms around

The Key to My Imagination

I have not written anything at all today, mainly because I slept in. Everything seems to be closing in around me. I have two essays to write, a test on Monday, so many history books that I need to read. I need to learn the first three Crusades, and all the evidence I’ve found about

Normality is expensive…

Today is the first time I’ve acted like a normal adolescent for ages. No, it’s true. I went shopping alone right after class because I had four hours until the next one. Took the bus to the mall, and went straight to Borders to get my long-desired moleskine. However, the style I wanted (normal lined

Practicality vs. Imagination

Ah, it is a bad start to a new term. I fell asleep in Linguistics for the second day in a row. Okay, I know I can catch up with the work by just reading the text book, so why do I even bother turning up to class? Still, maybe I should make it a rule

My Life

I got up at six today to finish my chapter of fanfic for the week. Writer’s block is really getting to me. I think I did all right considering I wasn’t feeling my best. Right now, I want to go straight back to sleep, but that seems a bit weird, considering it’s well into the

On Boredom and Magpies.

I have just realized that I never keep promises to myself. I promised that I would write everyday for the past three weeks. I promised I would get up early in the morning to write. That all went to pot. In life, there are so many distractions which can take one’s attention off creativity. I

Doing what you want because you want it.

As a student of history, I often get asked about why I decided to take a subject which seems to have very little to do with ‘practical real life’. Perhaps it is my nationality, but almost every person looks at me strangely when I tell them that I do history because I like it, simple