Archaic was the word used to describe my speech and writing process. I didn’t exactly know how to reply to that so instead, I gave a thinking expression when my mind was in fact, in my favourite place in the world – the nothing box.

For those of you uneducated about this amazing theory (I think this guy deserves a Nobel Prize), here’s the subject guide:¬†


I suppose I’ll start writing again. I’ve missed this, along with the cold and quiet nights in Australia, munching donuts while listening to Explosions in the Sky and The Piano Guys.

I also saw the girl in school today, and beneath all my resistance and supposed self-control (rightfully so) I have this potent desire to get to know. But I suppose all things happen as a result of circumstance, so we’ll see.


Freaking rock wall gave me 3 scars today.