I’ve been writing this piece for a while. When something really shit happens to you there’s this idea that if you can find forgiveness, you can find peace. Yeah, that’s pretty rich; just wait until you need to apply the advice into your own life. See how much forgiveness you got in you then. When […]
If I can compose a list of 10 life lessons I learned in 10 years I’m sure my grandmother who is turning 85 next week has a much more impressive list. She said something really interesting to me about how the Lord (she is the most catholic person you’ve ever met. Jesus is hard reppin’ […]
September 26, 2017
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Today is my birthday. Moment of silence please. Don’t even say it. I’m not having a breakdown over my age, I look 17, and it’s fine. The secret is sunscreen cause it certainly isn’t gentle living. I wish I could just be excused from my birthday, like my fams could just ignore it like they […]
September 25, 2017
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Omg guyZ, praise be to any deity. I slept. No nightmares. Every day blogging is hard. It’s kinda like a diary but less complaining and more self-deprecating. I haven’t figured out my posting schedule. I haven’t figured out much yet. Oh I did get google analytics and that was a whole thing. I got up […]
September 24, 2017
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Of course it wasn’t going to be easy. Melbourne wants to keep it’s hooks in me but I am free. Eight-hour international flight delayed by two hours equals missing the domestic. Brief five-hour stint at the hotel (not awful, not opulent) and I am back in an airport trying to catch a 4am flight. Total […]
September 23, 2017
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Do you know me? Yo, so my name is SJ and this is my blog. LOSER (me not you- eh, you’re probs a loser too, no stress). Isn’t it ugly? I couldn’t do any better aesthetically so please cut me a break. I had a bad year. At least the font is not comic sans. […]