Eye of the Storm

I’ve heard this saying somewhere that the eye of a storm is the calmest spot. That aptly describes me whenever it’s deadlines looming time. Come Sunday I’ll only have 1 week left to do one of my essays before having just 1 week to do my other. I’ve been panicked all week last week and…

Just a personal update.

I’m at that point of my blogging journey where I somehow, in spite of my personal struggles, I actually manage to hit almost three hundred views per month and WordPress has been sending me emails advertising their paid plans. However given my own condition and the demands of my now Level 6 degree program, I…

Restore factory settings

When Term 4 of my university rolled around, I vowed to get as much work done as I can knowing that with my mental health my days of productivity are limited. That has unfortunately not come to fruition as my energy levels are shot and I am inexplicably tired these days (bye regular strength training)….

Hello again, my blog followers!

Why I haven’t been active all these months… Its been months since I posted a blog post onto here, and for so long it has been because I haven’t had any subject matters I deemed too important not to post about. For one, I could blog about current affairs, like the slew of sexual allegations…

Making A Short Film #throwback

We students in the Diploma in Mass Communications had to make a student film last December so that we could graduate, under the educational guise of our Contemporary Short Video Production. It meant we had to select a group member’s script to produce, do storyboarding, plan camera angles, do the casting and everything in between….

I Can’t Remember When Was The Last Time I Posted

This is because I had been studying in my Diploma in Mass Communication last year from May on. Apparently I write when I’m bored or when I’m selectively introverted. It’s not that I’m not writing at all though. I’ve 14 drafts in my WordPress which I refuse to publish for varying reasons. One is too…

Free-write 29/12/15: Jax the floral badass

“Hey, are you listening? I’m talking!” Fae protested, as her two friends turned their heads in unison, casting their attention into a different direction in the midst of their discussion of project tasks. “Oh, we are, alright,” Cherie said soothingly, her eyes are lighting up at the sight of something somewhere else. No, scratch that, someone else. Wispy blonde…