I am a bundle of words. They’re everywhere around me. Half finished sentences are scribbled on sticky notes around my computer at work, hours doing paper work blur into immensely detailed writings on life, the universe, and everything, and I have over one hundred pages of notes on life on my person at all times. […]
(originally published June 11 2015) I want to get all the words out of my head, because there are an awful lot of them. They’re clawing at the back of my mind, and I want to blame them for the headaches that are having oh-so-much-fun frolicking about. I’m extremely lost as a person right now. […]
(originally published Feb 9 2015) Okay, so here’s the story of my education recently. (slash an attempt to make sense of it all!) point one During year 12 I did subjects that would get me into university. Obviously around the world the secondary systems are very different, so I’m just going to leave it at […]
So, here we are, on the first day of school, but I’m not going. I didn’t get into university because doors closed, I still haven’t moved out, but I made it. Hey, year ago Brii, you made it. The concept of having a future still scares me, and to be honest, things aren’t ‘better’, but there might just be a light out there, and I’m going to stick around a little longer to find it.