crystalise.

It can't get any better than this. It can't get any worse than this. Yet every time such thoughts cross my mind, it does get worse. It does get better. The bad makes the good that much sweeter. Because the good times go by twice as quickly as the bad times so you gotta enjoy it as much as possible. People...

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fast car.

Day 3 Sort of the last day as the next day was just us buying some chocolates and then going to the airport. Day trip time!  A return ticket to Bruges costs 14.40euros on a weekend but 24.50euros...

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normalcy.

Onwards to Day 2. As much as I would like to start all my holiday mornings at 9am, I know realistically I have to allow for a one hour delay. Sure enough we only left the hotel at 10am. The walls...

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last time.

While reading week is suppose to be for catching up with readings, I instead took it as a opportunity for a mini holiday. Honestly staying in Manchester is great and all but considering the fact that...

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strung along.

There usually is always a reason. Sometimes the truth is simple, sometimes it is not. You know the past, but choose to ignore it when making present decisions. Honestly, it can still surprise me...

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imagine.

The feeling of being so close to one of the best DJ's in the world is just indescribable. Being at the front, the lights, the beats all combined together made for a surreal world. However,...

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always thought.

Don't ask me what I'm gonna do. Don't ask me who I want. Don't ask me. Cause honestly I don't know either. Just waiting for time to pass and for a decision to make itself...

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never ever.

A month since I last blogged. And a week since I've been back. When I tell people that I stayed back in London for summer most assume that I got an internship. When I tell them that I was doing...

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ombre.

I've always sought solace in the written word. From reading it in books or online to writing it out on paper or typing it out on my computer. While my computer might hold more than half of my attention...

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of the wrong bed.

Second half of my Barcelona trip. Day 9 continuation After some wandering around, we found there was some sort of Catalan festival happening in front of the Barcelona Cathedral. For those of you who...

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