Why don’t I want to admit it to myself. I feel like I’m suffocating. I feel like someone is holding me by the neck and slowing strengthening their grip. Not everyday. But some days. It scares me and makes me stop and take my pulse every once in a while to make sure I’m still alive.

There is such a fascination with expressing yourself through the arts. I just need to figure out which works best for me.

Ever since I came to Australia I really started wanting those white sparkly jelly shoes

And also, on a lighter note, the Great Gatsby is coming out soon! Too excited for that. I love Leo.

Watched The Impossible today. It was probably the hardest movie to watch. If you don’t know, it’s a true story about a family on vacation in Thailand struggling to survive the tsunami in 2004. Some parts were extremely gruesome, I almost wanted to yak. But, if you don’t see it you’re missing out. Truly an emotional ride and unforgettable film. The only thing I didn’t like was how the actors looked nothing like the real family. Not even close.

I believe today is a hot tea and snuggle day. Okay please cancel class now :)

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