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Opportunist, Optimist

Sometimes the most interesting moments are the ones which follow a wrong turn down a road which is not the shortcut, but it proves to be a shortcut, but you get to see the new foals and the silhouetted trees fencing in a pink sky, and a billowing crimson cloud dressed in every silver lining. Just the same,…… Continue reading Opportunist, Optimist

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Not Conventionally Useful

This micro-story was written as a potential idea for an imaginative piece for the HSC. It was quickly abandoned for that purpose, but I haven’t managed to leave it behind entirely. My 5-day trek through the stunning Kunderang gorges served as inspiration, and my ultimate goal has been to capture the wonderful things that I see using…… Continue reading Not Conventionally Useful

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More Study, Less Avocado?

You have to look behind to draw a map. You can predict where the road’s going to curve and where it’ll end up, but you can’t know until you get there. I just sat down and calculated when I’ll be graduating from university. It’s further away than I hoped. Suddenly I can feel every lazy…… Continue reading More Study, Less Avocado?

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Afternoon Revives Morning.

Sunday afternoon can revive sunday morning, hopefully. Sunday morning meant skipping my soccer game, and I told myself it was to study, which might have been justified had it been true. Really, I had to finish my series on Netflix. But then study, right? Wrong! Then I noticed my room to be quite untidy. It’s…… Continue reading Afternoon Revives Morning.

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100%

This Trimester at university is the first where I’m doing classes I’m excited about. Like it isn’t just a prerequisite to sweep away or a mathematical mess because ‘what if I have to work in an office?’. It’s just “wow I guess I DO wonder how post-colonial literary criticisms shaped literature today”, or “who is…… Continue reading 100%

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Skype Call

We talked on skype which was quite nice although it really wasn’t the same. it made me realise you’ll visit but you’ll never quite be back. and we’re doing good things and growing into adulthood’s big shoes, but all the world is sand and every situation rushes through my fingers and from my grasp. you…… Continue reading Skype Call