Being Good (incredibly short-term goals)

(750 words) As you get older you definitely get to know yourself better. (Today, I will be playing the part of Captain Obvious). And why the fuck wouldn’t you? You spend a great deal of time with yourself. This is also an argument for developing a good relationship with yourself, but… Baby Steps. Exactly. And…

Followers(?)

I was about to launch into a tirade about the inaccuracy of the word ‘followers’ in these places, but it’s probably on about the same level as trying to argue that your Facebook connections are not truly ‘friends’. That, it turns out, is just language in action.

Followers (people still read blogs?)

(650 words) Today I woke up to a couple of emails saying that a couple of users had ‘followed’ or ‘subscribed to’ this blog (I have literally forgotten and I haven’t the energy to check). Internally I had a few reactions to this, and since externalising the apparent chaos inside is really my primary objective…

Hate (indirect and misdirected)

I hate being away from my girlfriend. I hate being away from my family. I hate being away from Manchester. I hate being away from The Lakes. I even hate being away from London, which is weird because I don’t totally adore London. I hate being away from people that I could, accurately or inaccurately,…

Starting Off – post number 1

(892 words) Ready? Then let us begin. I’m a student at the University of Manchester, where I do European Studies with Italian. I’m 21, I’m English, white, moderately attractive (if a bit overweight) and severely bald. Which is fun. At the time of writing, I’m halfway through a year abroad (requisite for my degree programme)…