Holding hands for the last time.
19/11/1997 - 29/04/2012 My best friend, and first love.
Work Station #2
After a fruitful day spent staring at my computer screen and tutting about the volume of other students’ headphones, I am now crammed into the dingy corner of my bedroom I call my office. Of course, the evening I have planned is bound to be industrious, but to assist me in my studious endeavours I have: A glass of Dr. Stuart’s Slim Plus tea to counteract the McDonald’s a...
Work Station #1
You know deadlines are looming when it’s a struggle to get a seat on the sixth floor of the university library. Here’s where I’ve spent the morning, and where I’ll be until my Papa comes and collects me at five o’clock. I have: A Royal Gala apple for 47kcal of brain fuel. My bicycle notebook, which I write all my secrets in. (She’s filled with secrets.) My...