For real (for real) this time. I grew up in an area with picket fences, golden retrievers, and a norm that everyone finds their soulmate the second they step foot on a university campus. It was an excellent way of growing up, yet as I got older, I realized that this norm that has been…
Continue reading ➞ The IGOR Effect
It happened! How did I not find out sooner. The sad thing is my mum had to tell me. As an ex one direction mega fan, I feel ashamed. I should have had this date marked down in my calendar. Maybe I've moved on? Probably not. Maybe it's just not relevant anymore? Probably? The funny…
Continue reading ➞ The Many Stages Of Listening To Harry Styles’ Album
Going to a concert is a sequence. We begin in a place that we often forget, yet always end up in the dumps. The dumps also known as....PCD. Or more commonly known as post-concert-depression. *the horror* Take it from me. I've been to my fare share of concerts. 14 to be precise. Yet every time…
It's Gonna Be May. That means, allergies and Drake. To honour Views... here is my Allergies from the 6ix
