A little bit of background

At the end of 2023 I realised that I had a bit of a book-buying problem. I decided to count the amount of unread books on my shelves and I found that I had 350 unread books… I was a bit shocked to say the least.

Turns out that I had become a book-collector as well as a reader. Discovering BookTube and Bookstagram had a massive influence on my book buying habits over the years – there are just SO many great books in existence. When I was younger we found books the old fashioned way: you walk into a library or a bookstore. Sometimes a friend mentions a good book to you and you go and find it. When I was little I was also bound to my mum’s book-buying budget. She would only buy a new book when I finished the ones I owned.

Growing up…

Then I grew up and started earning my own money and had infinite recommendations at my fingertips. Add in online shopping, and you can see how quickly books can stack up. Before I could finish the books I just bought; I had already watched 10 new videos full of new book recommendations. There was also a bit of pressure to film and show book-hauls. Not to mention show off your new shiny treasures as the book-dragon you are.

I also moved abroad where books are comparatively cheaper to where I grew up. I walked into Big W here in Perth and I could buy 10 books in one go without breaking the bank. The libraries here are also amazing! I initially had a fair amount of library hauls and returned heaps of unread books. Quite simply there were just too many books and not enough time.

Kindle Era…

Then enter the Kindle! It was so easy to read hundreds of ebooks and listen to audiobooks rather than the books I owned. Because I owned them. They are there on my shelf whenever I want to get to them, so why not read library books, ebooks, audiobooks, and keep adding to the beautiful collection of shelves? Eventually book buying became an anxious habit. I would buy a book simply to lift my mood. I was trying to get the same satisfaction that escaping into a great story brought me by just buying the anticipation.

The Side-Effects

Eventually I realised that I was just hurting myself in the long run. I was collecting books that I wasn’t even sure I liked yet or not. You can only know if you love a book after you read it after-all. I had 350 books that I had a 50-50 chance of despising because I had never read their contents. I have always wanted to own only my very favourite books and the collecting habit was breaking that goal.

Moreover, I was actually making myself more anxious in the long run. Every time I added a new book to the shelf it added just a little bit more anxiety of “when will I have time to read it (and the hundreds of others)”.

I was also trying to kick the general retail-therapy habit and facing my feelings that lead me there in the first place. Did I really need a light up flamingo or did I just have a bad day? Did I need to buy ALL the books in a series that I haven’t started yet, just because the box set is cheaper? Probably not.

I finally discovered the concept of reaching TBR Zero on BookTube and found that I was not alone in feeling overwhelmed and essentially drowning in my TBR. So I made the decision to count my TBR. And thus share my journey to TBR Zero online to keep myself more accountable.

The Journey So Far

I am currently 6 months into the challenge and quite happy with the progress. This was my initial post I made on Instagram. You’ll notice that the very first rule was: No buying books I haven’t already read. In the first 6 months I broke this rule quite a lot because I did not set myself up for success.

After I broke that rule a few times I decided to start sharing my journey on YouTube as well. I discovered some more active challenges that people were sharing online and it really motivated me to get back on track myself.

Next I will share a more in depth overview of the first 6 months of the challenge and some of the spreadsheets I have made along the way!

How many books are on your TBR?

xoxo

Binx

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Seven years ago I started a blog. This blog. It had a different dress and a different name but the same blog. Initially I thought this would be a stepping stone to being an author with a published book. Then it became a way to meet people who shared my passions. But ultimately this has always been a space to express myself and share the thoughts that play on repeat when I’m trying to sleep.

At the very beginning I thought I might share my life story in parts. But then I started reading more and more blog posts and eventually I started to question myself. Was I writing about the wrong things? Was I using the correct structure? Is this how you’re supposed to write a blog post?

I had a bit of an identity crisis. I thought I should write book reviews because of all the books I started reading. I did that for a little while until I read so many books I couldn’t keep up. I thought I should make book lists and participate in blogmas with all the other bloggers.

But turns out I’m probably not that type of blogger, and the more I kept forcing myself to try be that type of blogger, the less I wrote on my blog. Over time I let my inner critic tell me what a “bad” book blogger I was, but I think it just wasn’t me and what I wanted to write about. This lead to me writing less and less on my blog.

I even dabbled in BookTube for a while and made videos about books and reading. At the time I was yearning for a sense of community and friendship. I had just moved to a new country where I was struggling to make connections and friends. And then Covid hit and everyone became more isolated than ever and making videos became my escape. I enjoyed my time learning new skills and pushing myself out of my comfort zone, but there was always something a little bit unsatisfying about it. I missed writing. Deep down I wanted my writing to be displayed in my videos. I was fascinated by people who combined the art of writing essays and poetry with making videos.

So as it turns out, I’m more of an essayist than a “how to” or “list” blogger. Some of my favourite posts ended up in the “Life Updates” category because I didn’t know what else to do with them. They were a combination of diary entries and prose and they just made me feel a little bit more like I wasn’t really a proper “blogger” because they didn’t really fit into “lifestyle” or “tips” or “reading lists”.

Early last year I read My Inner Sky by Mari Andrew and since then I have slowly come to the realisation that the types of writing I have enjoyed most ardently are probably what you would consider personal essays. I had originally discovered Mari through her Skillshare class Drawing as Self Discovery, and it was one of the very first classes that I successfully completed. It was a truly therapeutic class and I enjoyed expressing myself in a new way. I am also grateful to Mari for reminding me that Personal Essays are a reputable and enjoyable form of self expression.

So here I am almost a year after reading her collection and I want to get back to blogging. I am a proud Personal Essay writer who promises to no longer feel pressured to “stick to the status quo” of the blogging world.

What promise are you making to your own self, dear reader?

Lots of love,

Bianca

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Some background information

Let’s Talk Bookish is a weekly meme that was originally created and hosted by Rukky @ Eternity Books starting in August 2019, and was then cohosted with Dani @ Literary Lion from May 2020 to March 2022. Aria @ Book Nook Bits has been the host since the beginning of April 2022.

Prompts: We’re two months into 2023 – how are you feeling about your reading this year? Do you have a yearly reading goal? Do you think that those kinds of goals help you to feel motivated to read more books, or just causes stress? If you set yearly reading goals, when and why did you start setting them? Would you consider reading without aiming for a number? If you don’t set reading goals, why not?

First of all…

So I came across bookish blog memes a couple of years ago and discovered that they’re a really amazing way to interact with other bloggers. They’re also awesome for finding writing prompts. So let’s see how this one goes, I know I’m technically a few days late but I wanted to participate in any case.

We’re two months into 2023 – how are you feeling about your reading this year?

I’m actually feeling quite confident about my reading this year and I feel quite satisfied with my reading choices as well. Last year I started working full time for the first time in what feels like millennia. It was a bit of an adjustment in all areas of life, but I knew from the getgo that I would have a lot less time and energy for reading.

I wasn’t wrong. In 2022 I set my reading goal at one book a week or 52 books for the year. I had a very slow start but eventually I managed to up the goal to 75 and I ended up reading 75 books in total. I know that’s a lot of books in the grand scheme of things, but my personal record was reading 278 books in 2020.

So for 2023 I have decided on a reading goal of 72. A bit lower than what I read last year but I didn’t want to push my luck. I already had a bit of a moment this week where I was falling 3 books behind and wanted to lower my goal a bit. I’ll see how the first few months of the year go and adjust if necessary, but I did manage to catch up and I believe I’m only one book behind on my goal at the moment.

Do you have a yearly reading goal?

Yes, as I mentioned above I have been setting a yearly Goodreads Challenge goal since 2016. That was the first year I really started to use Goodreads around December and then in 2017 I used the Goodreads app for the entire year and I haven’t looked back since.

I quite enjoy participating in the challenge every year and I find it extremely motivating to collect all the badges. I also like how it simply shows you your goal, a nice collage of the book covers, and whether you are on or off track in terms of meeting your goal.

I also like that the goal is editable so you can make your goal lower or higher depending on what happens throughout the year. It would be extremely annoying if you could only set the goal once but then have a 6 month reading slump.

Do you think that those kinds of goals help you to feel motivated to read more books, or just causes stress?

It’s a bit of both, probably for me and everyone else. But I have learned a lot about myself through setting these goals. I have learned how much I can accomplish when I put my mind to something. I read so many books during 2020. It was my first year on Booktube and participating in readathons. It was a great distraction from other things that happened that year and I am grateful for the motivation the reading goal instigated.

At times it can also be a little bit stressful, but those were the moments where I really learned how to develop self-compassion and -kindness. At first I didn’t handle it too well and would try read some shorter books that I wasn’t particularly interested in, just to be able to add to my goal.

But eventually I reached a point where if I saw myself falling slowly behind on my reading goal I took the time to reflect about why. I investigated what else was occupying my reading time and my mental space.

Was it social media? Sometimes, yes, and that became a wakeup call to reevaluate my routines and priorities. I remember the times when I read the most I would make an effort to read every morning and every night for at least half an hour.

At other times it was studying or work or other priorities that were taking my time and energy. Sometimes even when I tried to read I was so exhausted I couldn’t retain anything at all. So those moments I forgave myself for and surfed the wave until reading wasn’t feeling like a chore anymore.

Sometimes stress can be an excellent motivator to get you back on track, but it’s important to think critically and holistically. I was able to have really high reading goals while I was still a student. But now that things are a bit higher-stakes I had to readjust accordingly and focus on keeping up with my marking, work, and savings goals first and foremost.

Why did you start setting a yearly reading goal?

I actually can’t really remember how I came across the Goodreads app back in 2016, but it probably had to do with Fangirl. I had had a very long reading slump in my last year of highschool and the two years just after I graduated. The first book that really captured my interest and helped me beat the reading slump was Fangirl. I was a major fangirl back in the day and I ended up reading more Fanfiction than books.

It was also during that time that I was still describing myself as a “reader” but I realised I wasn’t actually doing much of the reading part. I felt a bit of societal pressure to read differently now that I was older and it kept me from reading much of anything at all. I also had a lot more drama in my social life which was quite entertaining and time consuming. Eventually I was drawn back to the written word and realised it was a lot better use of my time than getting drawn into other people’s repetitive repertoire of social games.

It was extremely comforting finding the online book world. I started writing and blogging around the same time and I suppose that’s probably how I found Goodreads too. The goal was an unintended bonus of my digital explorations. I realised along the way how much of an anchor reading was for me. My real world went through so much change, but I always managed to find comfort in the consistency of books.

In a strange way I feel the same way about Goodreads. Amongst other apps having constant updates and drastic changes, I find a lot of comfort in how consistent Goodreads has remained over the years, another anchor. My reading goal has become one too – the number I return to when it feels like life has gotten away from me.

Would you consider reading without aiming for a number?

Probably not. At least not at this stage of my life. Like I’ve said, I find the number extremely comforting and grounding. I am not the best when it comes to time perception and having the number there as a focus helps me be more aware of time in general. Without the goal to check in on, I could let months pass without remembering whether I’ve read or not.

In fact, this year I have taken it one step further and I am tracking my daily pages read through my spreadsheet that I created. It’s been extremely motivational to see my daily reading tracker graph show me how my reading fluctuates. If has also made me want to read more consistently again.

To sum up…

I love setting a reading goal, but I also don’t think it should be something that takes over your life or demotivated you. Having a reading goal is a personal decision and the number is only a guideline. Not all goals are equal. They can be general or more specific. Perhaps you only count novels to your goal, or perhaps you have multiple goals to real books in different languages or across age ranges. Goals are great for sparking reflection and introspection.

They are also a great way to look back on one’s life. I can take a glance at how much I read in a year and know exactly which parts of my life made it possible. I also know when I prioritised quality over quantity and vice versa and how each made me feel.

If you have never set a reading goal before, I encourage you to try it out and see if it works for you. You might be surprised what you learn about yourself along the way.

Keep thinking, Inklings!

xoxo

Bianca

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Perfection is the satin-lined casket of creativity and originality. 

To the naked eye, I probably appear to be the furthest thing from a perfectionist. I’m not very tidy or overtly organised. I’m always a bit of a mess and slightly scatterbrained. My bedroom is constantly a miniature natural disaster of my belongings strewn across surfaces and piled together in apparent disarray.

When someone says the word “perfectionist” the typical Type A, Monica Gellers or Amy Santiagos come to mind. When I more likely come across similar to the Phoebe Buffays and Lorelai Gilmores of the world – rather quirky and apparently disorganised. In reality I feel like I’m often trapped in my brain with the same thoughts running through my mind on an endless loop. It all boils down to the same basic concept: “be the best or don’t bother trying”.

This is upheld by an inner narrative of unrealistic expectations that have a large negative effect on my relationships with myself and with others. The unrealistic expectation of being able to write a novel with little to no preparation is eerily similar to expecting others to never make mistakes or be able to read my mind.

I’m sure this thought process, and the anxiety that comes with it, melded to my subconscious during my childhood thanks to multiple factors. I could waste time naming them all but it wouldn’t really serve a purpose here. The reason why I wanted to write about this today was to discuss my bad perfectionistic habits of feeling like a failure instead of a person who is tired and needed a break.

I was doing quite well with overcoming some of my negative thought patterns until the global pandemic which was quite traumatising for myself and literally everybody else. I just wanted to reassure myself (and possibly others) that it’s normal to fall back on negative coping mechanisms after grief and trauma. We get knocked into survival mode and our brains enjoy the familiar, even if they don’t always serve us.

So, as soon as the world went into lockdown, my little negative thought patterns started rearing their heads in many different ways. The germaphobic tendencies I already had were exacerbated by the mask mandates every other month. The lockdowns and social distancing caused my social anxiety to have a major flare-up. It was all-round not fun and I went backwards in a lot of areas. Survival-mode really kicked my butt and Perfectionism came to the rescue.

Nevertheless, the past three years did hold a lot of good as well. I spent a lot of quality time with my sister. My parents moved to Australia and I got to see them after 14 months. I got my Masters degree and two new jobs. It was a difficult time but I also managed to make new friends and stay in contact with old ones. I also read a lot (no seriously… a lot) of books. I made videos on the internet and started a bookclub. I attempted many 30 day yoga challenges (and completed a few of them). I started reading in Afrikaans and French. I became a permanent resident of Australia.

It was not all bad, and that’s important to remember, thanks to the stark influence of negative bias on the subconscious. Perfectionism is one of my coping mechanisms, and I have those because my brain and my body are only trying to protect themselves.

Over these past three years I have also realised how important it is to celebrate milestones and document memories. My scrapbooking skills got quite a lot of practice while I was at home and I think scrapbooking is a really great way to practice overcoming perfectionism. You find the beauty in torn pages and somehow layering mundane things on top of one another creates something beautiful. I also rekindled my love of photographing random every-day objects. I realised that compiling them into little monthly photo albums was really quite satisfying, even if nobody else understood their significance, I did.

My perfectionism has mostly impacted my writing, as has been the case for the majority of my life. This has always been the thing I have wanted the most, so this is also the area wherein I am the most self-critical, unfortunately. I had an extreme case of writers block and I am extremely grateful to these other avenues where I found a creative outlet when I needed it. But I do believe it is time to put my fingers back on the keys.

“Practice makes permanent, not perfect. If you practice the wrong thing, you make the wrong act permanent.”

~ Hamza Yusuf

When I tried googling the opposite of perfectionism I came across acceptance, pragmatism, and stoicism. All three much healthier thought processes and philosophies for life. This is my reminder for future me, a list of wonderfully cliché affirmations:

1. Accept the things you cannot change.
2. Doing something you love badly is better than not doing it at all.
3. If you want to do something, just keep going. Even if you take one step every day, you will reach the finish line eventually.
4. Our thoughts create our reality, so be less self-critical and more self-compassionate.
5. If you want to do something just go for it. There will never be a right time, there is only right now.
6. Taking breaks doesn’t mean you need to start over when you come back. Revise what you need to, and then keep going!
7. Most importantly, be realistic and mindful with your spoons.

That last one might leave you scratching your head, but I have found the spoon theory particularly helpful in explaining social, physical, and mental exhaustion to friends and family this past year. For instance, teaching is a job where you have to be “on” and alert 90% of the time because you are in charge of engaging and supervising a lot of little lives. So when you come home or on the weekends you might very well be finished with all your social and mental spoonfuls of energy for the week. If you have a friend who probably works much longer hours than you but they spend 70% of their time at their own desk, they might find it difficult to relate to why you “never” want to hang out.

We all have different amounts of social, physical, and mental energy to start off with and we all have completely different agendas and need to budget and spend our spoons accordingly. This mindset has really allowed me to find more self-compassion when it comes to not wanting to write a blog post after report season has just finished; or saying no to what looks like a really fun brunch but I know I’ll need that energy for a full day of teaching on a Monday.

In short, have grace for yourself and others. We’re all doing our best and trying to be a little bit better every day. It also helps a lot when you have some qualitative data such as your good memories and achievements to look back on. If you get stuck on the quantitative data too much it can blind you to the rest. So sure, track your likes and follows, your word count and number of books read, but leave some space in your journal and your life for gratitude and memorable moments. It really does make a difference and helps creativity and joy nudge perfectionism out of the picture.

I hope you are all doing well, in the comments please let me know what has brought you joy recently.

Lots of love,

xoxo

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So today’s post is all about my favourite places to read. I could sum this up and say everywhere and anywhere, but I will be a bit more specific for the sake of this post and because I’m having fun trying to rank them in my head. So, dear reader, behold the list of my Top Ten Favourite Places to escape into books:

10. While book shopping

I am trying to cut down on buying physical book buying and lately I only go looking for specific books that have been on my radar thanks to the bookternet. Nevertheless, I do still enjoy a good browse (when I manage to escape my family in the mall) and I will read the blurb and the first page of books I have never seen before – just to get a taste before I make the decision to take them home with me forever.

9. In the library

I hope this one will move up a bit higher in the future but I am currently on a library ban until I finish all of my physical owned books. However, I do love to pick up a book or two and read them right there in the library. Libraries have always been a safe haven for me and I love spending as much time as possible in them.

8. At a café

I have recently developed a fondness for ordering a hot drink and reading alone in a café. However, this is a rare occurrence and often only happens when I am waiting for someone or an event to start. I hope to have more time in future to take myself on little coffee-and-book-dates to find new cafés.

7. In my car

Okay this may seem a bit strange but when I know where I’m going and I’m comfortable with the route I enjoy listening to an audiobook to pass the time in traffic. This is not every time and not every audiobook, but occasionally I happen to come across the right combination and it just works.

6. At my desk

As this post is just about places to read I thought I’d include places where I read different things too. I like to read my non-fiction, self-development, and university readings at my desk. It helps my brain get into focus mode and I am trying to train myself to associate my bed with leisure and my desk with work and productivity. So for it has been working well and I read my language learning books and other non-fiction at my desk with the help of my pomodoro timer.

5. In someone else’s car

Okay this one is a bit different to number seven because in this case I am not the one driving so I am not limited to audiobooks. This one is generally a rare sighting since I received my drivers’ license, but I am very proud of the fact that I trained myself to not get carsick while reading on family road-trips. I am admittedly very out of practice with this, but I have a lot of fond memories of the books I used to read like this in-between our car-singalong sessions and stopping for food.

4. At my breakfast table

This is a pretty interesting one because this is only for breakfast and not other meals as a rule. For lunch and dinner I am often with my family or we eat while watching TV together (not the healthiest I know, but we’re short on time okay). But for breakfast I prefer to read. This is usually because I will get hunger pangs halfway through my morning read and then I do not feel like putting the book down (usually on my kindle) so it will travel with me to the kitchen. I will generally watch some YouTube or series while making my breakfast and then tuck back into my book while I munch.

3. On the train

I always thought I would be entirely too nervous to read on the train but as I have gotten used to my commute I absolutely love it! The train is one of the smoothest means of transport that I take and it’s the perfect opportunity to catch up on uni or book club readings. If I’m in the mood to enjoy the view outside I can turn on my audiobook and drift away.

2. On the couch

In second place, we have the couch! Ever since I was little I would spend time with my family and indulge my book addiction simultaneously. I love to read on the couch with some company. I also manage to zone out with the help of background noise in the form of movies or shows that I’m not particularly interested in. That way I can read with company.

1. In my bed

In the number one spot we have my lovely cozy and warm bed! Are you surprised? Me neither. I love snuggling up at night with my kindle on dark-mode, or being awake with the sunrise to read a floppy paperback in the morning light. I may also have a slight tendency to sit on my bed during the day. This is entirely thanks to my dogs who are permanently attached to my body 90 percent of the time. Beds have always seemed so magical to me because you travel to your dream worlds in them while sleeping or you can travel to imaginary worlds with a flashlight and a great book.

I had so much fun thinking of all these places and putting them in order! Please let me know in the comments what some of your favourite reading spots are.

Lots of love,

Bianca.

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On the 7th of June 2016 I opened up my laptop and wrote my first ever blog post: To Blog or Not to Blog. I wrote about why I wanted to write and it was mainly so that I could finally call myself a writer with full confidence. It felt wonderful and empowering and I am so very grateful that I made the decision to enter this world. It has always been here for me when I need it.

Looking back on the past five years, this blog and I have both gone through so many journeys. Binx Thinx evolved from Fireberry and the theme is worlds away from where I began. I moved to self-hosted and migrated all my blog posts. I have written from four different continents and various locations along the way. I have moved to apartments, air bnbs, and finally a rental house. I wrote on aiports, in hotel rooms, in guest rooms, and in classrooms. This all makes my life sound so much more exciting than it probably is but I am unbelievably grateful for each and every opportunity I have had to get me to where I am today.

I went on a road-trip in America and finally visited my childhood dream of Walt Disney World. I made so many friends and said goodbye to many more. I became a university Graduate and a Goodreads Author. I started a BookTube Channel and a Book Club. I became a dog mom again and a cat aunt. I got my driver’s license and I joined a gym. I decided to become a Teacher and started my Masters. I have read over 700 books, written over 100 blog posts, and taken over 400 bookstagram pictures.

There were a lot of ups. But also a lot of downs. I have experienced so much grief since 2016 and it had made life unbearable sometimes. I have had to bury friends and family. I have dealt with depression and anxiety. I’ve gone to therapy and asked for help. I binged tv shows and ate a lot of sugar. It was a lot for me but I survived even when I didn’t want to. Now we are in the middle of a global pandemic and we have yet to reach the other side.

It feels like every year passes in a blink of an eye but when I pause and look back on everything it is actually quite extraordinary that so much can happen. What I have written here is only a scratch on the surface.

I have read through a few of my older blog posts and I have noticed that I always feel the need to apologise after an extended absence. It kind of gives me that same feeling when I don’t play Animal Crossing fora few months and then I come back and all my villagers are really mad at me for leaving. It’s not a nice feeling, but I think I bring it upon myself by the way I look at it. I played Animal Crossing again yesterday after an absence of two months and this time it seemed more like my villagers were excited to see me again instead of mad that I was away for so long. I don’t think their reactions changed – mine did.

So I’m not going to apologise this time for being away, I am just going to come back to writing when it feels good to write. I am going to be unapologetically myself. I am a bit scatterbrained and cluttered and I struggle with executive functioning. I try to be as organised as I can but I also tend to put too much on my plate and never cut myself any slack.

I have had uni and my final teaching prac and reading for bookclubs and liveshows and the new gym and for two months I was just spending time with my family after 14 months of not seeing them. I used to go to therapy to get my emotions out but this year I haven’t had an outlet and it all built up inside me.

Last week I was a sleepy couch potato and my days consisted of eating, sleeping and watching tv shows. This week I feel like my brain has energy to be creative again so I have been journaling and making videos and cooking and writing this blog post and it has been wonderful.

Recently I watched a video about embracing our natural waves of energy. Basically it means taking advantage of the times when you feel energized and not trying to force yourself to work through your energy dips. Being kind to yourself and resting when your body needs it. I think that’s a wonderful strategy to follow and I have been trying to take note of when I have more energy throughout the day. Also getting enough sleep helps.

It really has made a huge difference in how I feel and I am less likely to feel bad about my daily accomplishments. Some days I use my energy for family outings and other days I use it for doing chores or being creative. A day is not long enough for me to spend the time I want on everything I want to do, and that’s okay. The days and hours add up in the long run and in another 5 years I will have another long list of amazing things I have done.

So here is to every day of the next 5 years. I hope they will be as memorable as these past 5 have been.

Lots of love,

Keep thinking, Inklings!

xoxo

Bianca

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Who Should Join?

This book club is perfect for anyone who wants to read Cassandra Clare’s Shadowhunter books for the first or fiftieth time! We will be reading all the books in the Shadowhunter universe for our first year and a half of the bookclub.

January 2021 – City of Bones

When fifteen-year-old Clary Fray heads out to the Pandemonium Club in New York City, she hardly expects to witness a murder― much less a murder committed by three teenagers covered with strange tattoos and brandishing bizarre weapons. Then the body disappears into thin air. It’s hard to call the police when the murderers are invisible to everyone else and when there is nothing―not even a smear of blood―to show that a boy has died. Or was he a boy?

This is Clary’s first meeting with the Shadowhunters, warriors dedicated to ridding the earth of demons. It’s also her first encounter with Jace, a Shadowhunter who looks a little like an angel and acts a lot like a jerk. Within twenty-four hours Clary is pulled into Jace’s world with a vengeance when her mother disappears and Clary herself is attacked by a demon. But why would demons be interested in ordinary mundanes like Clary and her mother? And how did Clary suddenly get the Sight? The Shadowhunters would like to know…

City of Bones by Cassandra Clare

February 2021 – City of Ashes

Clary Fray just wishes that her life would go back to normal. But what’s normal when you’re a demon-slaying Shadowhunter, your mother is in a magically induced coma, and you can suddenly see Downworlders like werewolves, vampires, and faeries? If Clary left the world of the Shadowhunters behind, it would mean more time with her best friend, Simon, who’s becoming more than a friend. But the Shadowhunting world isn’t ready to let her go — especially her handsome, infuriating, newfound brother, Jace. And Clary’s only chance to help her mother is to track down rogue Shadowhunter Valentine, who is probably insane, certainly evil — and also her father.

To complicate matters, someone in New York City is murdering Downworlder children. Is Valentine behind the killings — and if he is, what is he trying to do? When the second of the Mortal Instruments, the Soul-Sword, is stolen, the terrifying Inquisitor arrives to investigate and zooms right in on Jace. How can Clary stop Valentine if Jace is willing to betray everything he believes in to help their father?

In this breathtaking sequel to City of Bones, Cassandra Clare lures her readers back into the dark grip of New York City’s Downworld, where love is never safe and power becomes the deadliest temptation.

City of Ashes by Cassandra Clare

March 2021 – City of Glass

To save her mother’s life, Clary must travel to the City of Glass, the ancestral home of the Shadowhunters – never mind that entering the city without permission is against the Law, and breaking the Law could mean death. To make things worse, she learns that Jace does not want her there, and Simon has been thrown in prison by the Shadowhunters, who are deeply suspicious of a vampire who can withstand sunlight.

As Clary uncovers more about her family’s past, she finds an ally in mysterious Shadowhunter Sebastian. With Valentine mustering the full force of his power to destroy all Shadowhunters forever, their only chance to defeat him is to fight alongside their eternal enemies. But can Downworlders and Shadowhunters put aside their hatred to work together? While Jace realizes exactly how much he’s willing to risk for Clary, can she harness her newfound powers to help save the Glass City – whatever the cost?

Love is a mortal sin and the secrets of the past prove deadly as Clary and Jace face down Valentine in the third installment of the New York Times bestselling series The Mortal Instruments.

City of Glass by Cassandra Clare

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Thank you for Reading!

I hope to see you soon, happy reading Inklings!

Lots of Love

xoxo

Bianca

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1. Secrets of the Starcrossed by Clara O’Connor

My first ever physical arc! This one had to be top of my list because it is being published next month (the of January to be precise). I have been waiting to read this one until a little bit closer to the time. I believe this a Young Adult trilogy set in a Dystopian future caused by some changes to our history.

2. The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes by Suzanne Collins

I reread The Hunger Games earlier this year and I am very excited to read the prequel! I have heard a lot of mixed reviews about this book, but either way, I look forward to reading more about this world. I believe this story is all about President Snow, so I understand why there are probably a lot of mixed feelings surrounding this book, but I love a good villain origin story, so I hope this is a great one.

3. Midnight Sun by Stephenie Meyer

Another beloved childhood series with a new book! I know it’s probably unnecessary to reread the same book from a different perspective, but I have the time so why not?

4. House of Earth and Blood by Sarah J. Maas

Okay, not going to lie, this was a total impulse buy but I am a curious creature and I couldn’t resist. This book has gotten all the hype this year and I thought I’d give it a chance. I believe it is adult fantasy, and that’s all I know at the moment.

5. The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by V.E. Schwab

This story is extremely intriguing and I hope I love it as much as everyone else who have been raving about this story. So far I have only read some of Schwab’s middle grade, but I am sure her adult will be just as good if not better.

6. The Magpie Society by Zoe Sugg and Amy McCulloch

I have read and loved Zoe’s Girl Online series and I am very curious about this dark academia-esque murder-mystery. This is the first in a new series and how stunning is this cover?

7. The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern

I am sure this book has been on many of my tbrs, but I am adamant about finally reading this book! Magic, circuses, what more can I ask for?

8. The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern

Naturally I had to include her second novel. I have heard that this is a perfect book to read over Christmas-time.

9. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

I had a lovely chat with my mom a couple weeks ago about some of her favourite books, and this is one of them. I love this story so much and I think I will love the book as well.

10. The Jane Austen Collection

I am still trying to finish Jane Austen’s novels and it’s slow going, but I am getting there. Currently halfway through Pride & Prejudice, aiming to finish at least one or two of her novels soon.

I really wanted to focus on some big physical books that I would love to read sometime soon! I have been enjoying making seasonal tbrs (even if I get off track sometimes) as they help me to focus a bit more on my reading goals.

What is on your tbr this season?

Thank you for reading!

Lots of love

xoxo

Bianca

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1. In a Holidaze by Christina Lauren

I have not yet read this one, but the cover just screams Christmas. I have read one of Christina Lauren’s books and really enjoyed their story-telling and I have been wanting to read some more romance novels, so this seems like the perfect read.

2. The Twelve Days of Dash and Lily by Rachel Cohn & David Levithan

This book has been on my radar for quite some time thanks to Zoella’s Bookclub. I only realised recently that it is in fact 2nd in a trilogy, and after watching the Netflix adaptation of the first book I am even more interested in this series. This edition’s cover is the prettiest in my opinion, and I really hope to read these books soon.

3. A Boy Called Christmas by Matt Haig

This just looks adorable! I believe it is a Father Christmas origin story and it sounds like a lovely series.

4. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

This is one classic series that I am looking forward to finishing. I have started it before and watched a few adaptions and I know the opening scene involves Christmas in a very lovely way. I do own a different copy of this but this cover is way more Christmassy and I had to include it.

5. The Toy Makers by Robert Dinsdale

Okay, I know absolutely nothing about this book, but anything to do with Nutcrackers always make me think of Christmas. I have heard that this is a lovely story and I hope to read it soon.

6. A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickons

I have always enjoyed this classic tale, but I do not believe I have read the book before.

7. The Twelve Doctors of Christmas

Last Christmas I read a different collection of Doctor Who Christmas stories and I loved it! Ever since I started watching the show is has become intertwined with Christmas in the geekiest way possible and I love it. This collection looks like it will be a great read too.

8. How the Grinch Stole Christmas by Dr Seuss

Okay now we get to the last few books that I have actually read! I have loved the movie adaptation of this as long as I can remember, and the book’s message is just as good.

9. The Nevermoor Series by Jessica Townsend

Okay I have read the first three installments in this series and I LOVE how they showcase Christmas in the world of Nevermoor. I chose to feature this cover of Wundersmith because it looks the most Christmassy to me, but I think the other two books are where Christmass really shines.

10. The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis

I couldn’t make this list without including this book. In fact, I am watching the adaptation while writing this post and it is lovely. This particular book in the Narnia series has a big focus on Christmas and I love Father Christmas in this story, he’s super cool.

Okay, now I am officially in the mood to turn on the AC as cold as it can go and snuggle down with a blanket and some hot chocolate! Even though I have always had a summer Christmas, I love reading and watching stories about winter wonderlands and snow (seeing as it never snows where I live, I have always associated the idea of it with Christmas anyways).

I hope you are all having a jolly holiday season and reading cosy books! What is your favourite Christmas book?

Lots of love

xoxo

Bianca

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I have a whole shelf on my Goodreads dedicated to books I want to read again, so for this blog post I took 10 books or series from the top of my list.

1. The House of Night Series by P.C. and Kristen Cast

The House of Night is a vampire series that I was completely hooked on during my teens. This is a very long series and I my family gifted me the first 6 (I think) for one of my birthdays. I still remember the joy I felt when I hunted round the house and one by one my family handed me a couple of books and wished me a happy birthday. I also have fond memories of reading this series on a family road-trip to the seaside. I thought the concept of the vampires and magic in this series was so unique and I look forward to reading them in the (hopefully) near future.

2. Confessions of Georgia Nicholson by Louise Rennison

I believe the first time I read Angus, Thongs it was in a two-book-bindup that I borrowed – from my school library or a friend, I am not too sure. I loved the awkward teenage shenanigans and the movie adaptation stole my heart. I do not think I read further than the first two books so I would really like to reread them and finish up the series too.

3. Wicked Lovely by Melissa Marr

Now this is another series I need to finish. I only the first book and all I remember is a fairy-tale world that I wanted to sink into. These covers are stunning I would love to finally finish this story.

4. The Specialists by Shannon Greenland

Okay I was obsessed with this library book when I was in high school. I later discovered that it is also part of a larger series and I would love to read more about these teenage spies.

5. Study by Maria V. Snyder

A good friend lent me the first trilogy in this fantasy universe and I was hooked. I would love to read about this world again and I’ll probably devour the other books that have been added to it since I was 14.

6. The Inheritance Cycle by Christopher Paolini

Okay this time I own the full set, it just needs to be shipped over the ocean. I was obsessed with Eragon growing up (my current car is even called Saphira). Who would not love an epic fantasy about dragons? The author was also a huge inspiration to me – he was 19 when he wrote the first book. I would love to go on this adventure again as an adult.

7. Inkworld by Cornelia Funke

I do own the older copies of this trilogy, but I am a bit in love with these new illustrated covers. This story is all about a book! As a bookworm I was hooked immediately. In the Inkworld there are people who can read things into and out of books. Maybe if I read them out loud this time I will be transported into the story…

8. Fallen by Lauren Kate

This series was the start of a new supernatural love for me. I think I fell in love with Angels long before I fell for Vampires. I am a bit hazy about what happened after the first book, so I would love to return to this world and read to the end.

9. Dreaming Anastasia by Joy Preble

I have been fascinated by the story of Anastasia since I watched the animated movie. This series speaks also speaks to the part of my soul that adores folktales. I think this series was one of my first ever that I read on my kindle and I loved it.

10. The Host by Stephanie Meyer

In 2020 when the rest of the world was hoping for Midnight Sun, I was one of the few crossing fingers for a sequel to The Host. I loved this story maybe even more than I loved Twilight. I borrowed it from a colleague and I still hope to buy my own copy one day soon. In the meantime, I really need to read the story again. It is one of the few science fiction books that I adore.

I adore rereading books, but let me know in the comments if you do to and which books you love to read again and again.

Lots of love

xoxo

Bianca

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Synopsis: A Golden Fury by Samantha Cohoe

Set in eighteenth century England, Samantha Cohoe’s debut novel, A GOLDEN FURY (Wednesday Books; October 13, 2020), follows a young alchemist as she tries to save the people she loves from the curse of the Philosopher’s Stone. The streets of London and Oxford come to life as this historical fantasy unravels. Weaving together an alluring story of magic and danger, Samantha’s debut has her heroine making messy decisions as she toes the line between good and evil while it becomes blurred.

Thea Hope longs to be an alchemist out of the shadow of her famous mother. The two of them are close to creating the legendary Philosopher’s Stone—whose properties include immortality and can turn any metal into gold—but just when the promise of the Stone’s riches is in their grasp, Thea’s mother destroys the Stone in a sudden fit of violent madness.

While combing through her mother’s notes, Thea learns that there’s a curse on the Stone that causes anyone who tries to make it to lose their sanity. With the threat of the French Revolution looming, Thea is sent to Oxford for her safety, to live with the father who doesn’t know she exists.

But in Oxford, there are alchemists after the Stone who don’t believe Thea’s warning about the curse—instead, they’ll stop at nothing to steal Thea’s knowledge of how to create the Stone. But Thea can only run for so long, and soon she will have to choose: create the Stone and sacrifice her sanity, or let the people she loves die.

A GOLDEN FURY and the curse of the Philosopher’s Stone will haunt you long after the final page.

My Review

If you enjoy historical fiction young adult books, I definitely recommend you pick up this book and keep a close eye on the author!

Until next time, Keep Thinking Inklings,

Bianca

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I would like to thank Wednesday Books for providing me with the opportunity to participate in this Blog Tour and for providing me with an eARC copy of the book.

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1. City of Ghosts – Victoria Schwab

This middle-grade cover is absolutely is chilling with the silhouette of the little girl and the black cat emerging from the mist. I have never read a Victoria Schwab book before and this might just be my first as it’s a pick for one of the book-clubs I’m attempting to keep up with.

2. The Southern Book Club’s Guide to Slaying Vampires – Grady Hendrix

Okay this cover is eerie with the vampire bite on the peach. I love the way it looks, and this book has had so much hype on the bookternet, I can’t wait to sink my teeth into it.

3. Resurrection Girls – Ava Morgyn

I know less than nothing about this book but I was drawn to the cover. The letter, the skeleton hand, the sleeve of the dress. It all just called out to me…

4. They Wish They Were Us – Jessica Goodman

Okay this cover looks like Gossip Girls meets Pretty Little Liars in the best way possible. I am a huge fan of private schools and the drama that goes along with it, and this looks like a friend circle became tainted.

5. Bunny – Mona Awad

This isn’t immediately spooky, but I have heard things about this book that makes it seem a lot creepier. Definitely excited to get to it for another book club read.

6. Small Spaces – Katherine Arden

I have yet to read any of this author’s work, but I have heard great things. This cover just looks so creepy and spooky and I used to be absolutely terrified of Jeepers Creepers, so this is giving me doubts about reading the book, but I will have to be brave.

7. Horrid – Katrina Leno

Katrina Leno has written some wonderfully whimsical novels and I am excited to read her latest book. The black roses taking over the cover makes it very intriguing and I cannot explain how much I NEED to read this book asap.

8. Thirteens – Kate Alice Marshall

Rules for Vanishing is the book that got me craving thrillers and mystery books this year so you best believe I will be reading Thirteens soon. Another creepy looking wood with some interesting characters lurking in the background… bring it on.

9. A Deadly Education – Naomi Novik

This is another author who I have heard amazing things about, so I look forward to reading her newest book, which happens to be Dark Academia. A book with a magical book on the cover – sign me up (hopefully secret societies are involved).

10. The Damned – Renee Adieh

So, I haven’t exactly read the first book in this series but look how stunning this cover is! I am so happy that vampires are back in again, and looking better than ever.

Wow, this post took ages to upload with my slow internet, but I am happy I stuck with it. I love how the pictures turned out and I can’t wait to read all of these deliciously spooky books!

Do you have any spooky recommendations?

Lots of love

Bianca

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A room without books is like a body without a soul.

Cicero

Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.

Neil Gaiman

It is a good rule after reading a new book, never to allow yourself another new one till you have read an old one in between.

C.S. Lewis

There is more treasure in books than in all the pirate’s loot on Treasure Island.

Walt Disney

A book is a dream you hold in your hands.

Neil Gaiman

To really be a nerd, she’d decided, you had to prefer fictional worlds to the real one.

Rainbow Rowell

You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.

C.S. Lewis

The universe buries strange jewels deep within us all, and then stands back to see if we can find them.

Elizabeth Gilbert

Of course anyone who truly loves books buys more of them than he or she can hope to read in one fleeting lifetime. A good book, resting unopened in its slot on a shelf, full of majestic potentiality, is the most comforting sort of intellectual wallpaper.

David Quammen

We read in bed because reading is halfway between life and dreaming, our own consciousness in someone else’s mind.”

Anna Quindlen

These are just a few of my favourite bookish quotes, what are yours?

Lots of love

xoxo

Bianca

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This week I once again needed Goodreads to help me out a little to figure out which authors I have read the most books by. Sidenote – my current Goodreads is only from 2016 onwards so it isn’t entirely accurate.

1. Meg Cabot: 33+ books

Meg Cabot is the clear winner. According to Goodreads, I have read 33 books and counting by this author. I am currently close to halfway through my 34th book by her and it’s a trilogy so it will end up being closer to 40 by the end of this year.

I have also read at least ten other books by her during high-school which I have been meaning to reread at some point to. I think it’s probably closer to 50 books if I have to be honest, but for the sake of fairness I am recording it as 33 for the time being.

I love that she writes young adult, middle grade, and adult books. Although her YA books are still my favourite from her. Reading all of her books is one of my reading goals, and I have quite a ways to go.

2. Jean Ure: 24 books

Jean Ure is one of my favourite middle grade authors! I own two bindups of hers and the rest of her books I managed to locate online and binge read them a couple of years ago. Her books are often set in the UK and she has a way of writing the most relatable characters.

Recently I read a handful of books by Cathy Cassidy and her middle grades are also set in the UK with lovable characters and she immediately made me think of Jean Ure again. I think I’d like to read as many books as I can by both these authors, their storytelling and characters have a way of crawling into your heart and then refusing to budge.

3. Cassandra Clare: 21 books

Cassie Clare, the Queen of the Shadowhunters universe! I am not surprised at all that she made the top three. I love her books and I’ve even read a couple of her fanfics too. Her most recent release was Chain of Gold and I think it’s my favourite so far. I can’t wait for the second installment which comes out early next year.

I know 21 is a lot, but I expect this number to keep growing steadily. I still want to read her collab series with Holly Black, and I don’t expect her to be done with the Shadowhunter books any time soon.

4. J.K. Rowling: 16 books

I am actually surprised at this number, I didn’t think I had read so many companion novels and short stories for the Potter-universe. I haven’t read any of J.K. Rowlings other works like the Casual Vacancy or her books under the pseudonym of Robert Galbraith yet. I am curious how her writing compares so I might give it a try in future.

5. Ally Carter: 14 books

I recently read all of Ally Carter’s Gallagher Girls and Heist Society books. I hadn’t really counted how many there were until now and I was quite shocked. I am also looking forward to reading some of her other books, and I think she has a new middle grade series that has recently been released.

6. Lemony Snicket: 13 books

This was not a surprise, A Series of Unfortunate Events has exactly 13 books and it’s one of my favourite middle grade series. I wanted to watch the new Netflix show, so naturally I had to reread the books as well.

7. Jenny Han: 9 books

Once again I can thank Netflix for leading me to books. I had read the first book in the Summer series back in high school but I never finished the series until last year. The To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before movie came out on Netflix and I fell in love with it, meaning I had to read the entire trilogy and then 2 more trilogies by Jenny Han, including the Summer series which I finally finished after a gap that was way too big!

8. Tony DiTerlizzi & Holly Black: 9 books

These two authors share a spot because they both write the Spiderwick books, and all 9 of these books are in that universe. I have read more Holly Black books in the past but I can hardly remember them, so they will be added to the list after a reread. I am also really excited to read some of her newer releases, like The Folk of the Air trilogy.

9. Stephenie Meyer: 8 books

Luckily I reread all the Twilight Saga books and a whole bunch of companion novels in January this year. I have also technically read The Host but I haven’t reread it since 2016 yet so it will have to wait a while before it can join the ranks. I am also really excited for the official Midnight Sun release in a couple of months and I have heard that she also has an adult book that I need to read.

10. Richelle Mead: 8 books

All of the books I have read by Richelle Mead are a part of the Vampire Academy series. I am yet to read its companion series, Bloodlines, but when I do she’ll be bumped up a bit higher on the list.

Wow this was so interesting to look into! I am genuinely surprised by some of these results. I think this is something I would like to revisit in future to see how the list changes.

Which author have you read the most books by? Has anyone read more than 50 books by one author?

Lots of love

xoxo

Bianca

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This week I will be telling you all about my Top 10 Most Anticipated Releases for the last half of 2020. I went through my Goodreads TBR and I was actually pretty surprised by the amount of upcoming releases I have on there. My top 10 was pretty easy to pick. Let me tell you why I am so excited for these books:

1. Again, Again – E. Lockhart

I absolutely ADORED We Were Liars and I think E. Lockhart’s writing is so captivating. This will be my second book by this author if I can get my hands on it and I really hope I do.

2. Love, Creekwood – Becky Albertalli

I have read Simon vs the Homo Sapiens Agenda and Leah on the Offbeat in the Simonverse and I really enjoyed both of them. I still need to read The Upside of Unrequited and I am excited to read more about these characters in Love, Creekwood as well.

3. Sex and Vanity – Kevin Kwan

I devoured the Crazy Rich Asians trilogy by Kevin Kwan and I saw this book pop up on my timeline a few days ago and immediately added it to my list. I love Kwan’s writing style and I have really high expectations for Sex and Vanity.

4. Hollowpox – Jessica Townsend

Nevermoor absolutely crawled into my hear a few months ago, so much so that I bought the physical copies of both Nevermoor and Wundersmith because I know I will be rereading this series for many years to come. I still need to read Wundersmith but Hollowpox will be joining my collection soon enough.

5. Midnight Sun – Stephanie Meyer

Okay yes, I am indeed a Twihard. I reread the Twilight Saga earlier this year and I am very excited to read Midnight Sun (even though I was really hoping for The Host’s sequel) and probably reread the entire series again. There’s just something so comforting about childhood favourites.

6. Thirteens – Kate Alice Marshall

At the beginning of the year I read Rules for Vanishing and I was completely absorbed for an entire 24 hours. It’s a Young Adult Thriller and it got me craving all things creepy. Her newest book looks like a Middle Grade and it’s marketed at Coraline meets Stranger Things, both of which I absolutely adore for the creepy intrigue, so I am eagerly anticipating this book.

7. The Lost Book of the White – Cassandra Clare

I have read all of Cassandra Clare’s books up to date so naturally I am really looking forward to the second installment of The Eldest Curses. I adore Magnus and Alec and I can’t wait to see what else they get up to in The Lost Book of the White.

8. The Tea Dragon Tapestry – Katie O’Neill

This is the third book in the Tea Dragon graphic novel series and Tea Dragons are the cutest thing I ever did see. I fell in love with these little creatures in the first book and I still need to get my hands on The Tea Dragon Festival and The Tea Dragon Tapestry soon after. This is another series that I really want to own physical copies of because of how much I love the art and the story.

9. Watch Over Me – Nina Lacour

I read and enjoyed We Are Okay. Lacour’s writing is entrancing and I am very intrigued by this cover and the story. There are mentions of ghosts which is one of my obsessions, and I am curious to see a supernatural story from this award winning author.

10. Horrid – Katrina Leno

I have read all of Katrina Leno’s other books and I love love love her writing! Summer of Salt and Everything All at Once are my favourites from her so far. Horrid is contemporary horror and I am really in the mood for creepy books lately!

I didn’t realise how many releases I am actually super excited for until I went and looked for them for this post! It’s so easy to just mindlessly keep adding books to my Goodreads TBR but I think I could be a lot more mindful.

What are you excited for for the second half of 2020? Any new or upcoming releases that you think I’d be interested in?

Keep thinking, Inklings.

xoxo

Bianca

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I haven’t felt that way in what felt like decades, even though it’s only been a couple of years or so. The build-up-to and aftermath-of moving left me rather jarred and I struggled to find my creativity and my desire to write. It’s good to see the seasons have changed again. I hope to make the most of it in case life lets me go dormant again.

Something new…

Yesterday morning I decided to try out Skillshare for the second time. The first time I tried it out I went a bit overboard with saving courses to try out and not really getting round to trying them. This time I’m trying to be more mindful and go one step and one course at a time.

I made my way through Drawing as Self Discovery: 5 ways to start by Mari Andrew and I was quite surprised by what I managed to create. Journaling has been one of my refuges for the past 5ish years but my journaling has changed so much over the years.

This year it started feeling a bit stale. I went for the very basics and basic turned out to be a way for me to slowly lose interest in journaling. I needed something new, fresh, and exciting to reignite my passion for the page.

The Skillshare course was just what I needed. I had a good time self-reflecting and drawing for a change. I think making lists can get a bit repetitive sometimes. I am no Van Gogh by any means, but I really enjoyed getting my feelings onto the page in a new-to-me way.

Something old…

Getting back to journaling has reminded me of a few old journaling habits I had created that have since faded away.

First of all, I really want to work on improving my handwriting again. A couple of years ago I was extremely interested in fountain pens and writing in cursive for the first time since primary school and creating gorgeous journals. I have since stopped practicing and my handwriting is chicken-scratch-esque once more.

With a bit of practice I can get back to where I was. I also have a few handwriting books that I haven’t used yet because I was saving them. Now is as good a time as any to give it a shot and keep at it.

Setting a schedule…

I actually have quite a lot of journals for different purposes. Sometimes my brain thinks they’re more overwhelming than they really are, but I think I ought to schedule time for each of them. I know if I put everything into one Bullet Journal I will fill them up within a month or two so it’s really not practical. What is practical is putting it on my to-do list.

There are a handful of journals that only require an update once a month but I tend to put it off because it seems like more that it really is. It took me less than an hour to set up and fill in my June spreads in my reading journal.

I do also want to start posting journal videos on my BookTube channel again, so a schedule would be tremendously helpful for that as well. Having the deadline for the video will give me more of an incentive to be up to date with my journals.

Sizing things down…

I have also decided that any day-to-day happenings must be recorded in my Bullet Journal. She has too often been neglected during lockdown and this has resulted in my days blurring together more and more.

Getting back to my bullet journal for general record keeping will be extremely helpful to declutter my mind. My word of the year has been “Space”. I think I tried focusing too much on leaving space in my journal and not enough on creating space in my brain.

I have also decided to utilise my Hobonichi Cousin for university and school. It really helps to be able to switch into professional mode as soon as I see the classic grid open in front of me.

Blogging and reflecting in longer sentences than rapid logging requires has been therapeutic in more ways than one. It has really helped me to find areas in my life that I have been overlooking and neglecting. Just giving my fingers the freedom to lead me where they want to go has made all the difference.

Something to remember…

Self-reflection is such an important part of life, and reflecting on a daily basis in different ways is so beneficial.

Reflecting through drawing has helped me to feel lighter, prouder, and more motivated. Reflecting through writing has helped me see what I am missing in my life and remember past practices that I want to start again.

Journaling, blogging, drawing, writing, all forms of creative self-expression and I want to be doing a lot more of them. It definitely beats ruminating about everything I need to do and things I might have done wrong. Getting it out of my head and onto paper or screen gives me something to work with.

One step at a time.

Have you done any self-reflection or expression lately? What’s your favourite creative activity?

Lots of love

xoxo

Bianca

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Turns out weekly memes are exactly what I’ve been looking for to get back into blogging. I’ve been going through journal prompts, creative writing prompts, all the prompts and nothing was exactly what I needed. This might be just the right fit, but time will tell.

Top Ten Tuesday Turns Ten!

Wow that was a lot of T’s! Okay so recently I came across Top Ten Tuesday hosted by That Artsy Reader and I think their 10 year anniversary is the perfect time for me join in!

So for this week’s prompt, there are two options:

1. Pick a past TTT topic you’ve done and redo/update it
2. Pick a past TTT topic you wish you’d done, but didn’t get a chance to

Naturally, I will be going with Option 2 as this is my first time participating! I am so happy that I discovered this, it’s exactly what I didn’t know I was looking for and it comes with a built in community.

The Top Ten Topic

Now this is going to be really difficult to pick if I go through the entire list, so I’ll make it easy for myself. I first came across this by seeing everyone’s posts from last week, it peeked my curiosity and I think the prompt deserves to be on my blog.

*Drumrolllll*

Top 10 Books on My 2020 Winter TBR

So I decided to look at my bookshelf for this post and only put physical books on here to try motivate myself to read less digital books.

Non-Fiction

Book #1: Sapiens

I started this a little while ago and the first two chapters are absolutely blowing my mind! It is so interesting to read about our history as homo sapiens. Definitely hope to learn a lot from this book and I feel like it’ll be a very high star-rating for me. I had forgotten how much I really love learning about history until I found Sapiens.

Book #2: The Gabriel Method

I absolutely love this book! I really wanted to re-read this at the beginning of the year, but I didn’t manage to find the time. Hopefully winter will be the time to refresh my mindset and get back to meditation, visualisation, taking vitamins, and adding real food back into my diet. I haven’t been the healthiest during lockdown and I’d really like to fix my routine. The Gabriel Method is one of my go-to self-development books.

Book #3: Make It Happen

How stunning is this cover? I bought this book last year and it’s another one that I wanted to read in January but didn’t. I love the concept of manifesting the life of your dreams, and I truly believe that your thoughts have a huge impact on your reality. I’m really interested in seeing what this new-to-me author has to say on the topic.

Book #4: Fast French

Another reread! I originally purchased this book when I transferred to a new high-school back in 2012 and French was a new subject I desperately wanted to take instead of Accounting. I haven’t been keeping up with my French practice consistently so I’d like to re-read Fast French as a way to ease myself back into a more regular study of the language.

Book #5: A Field Guide to Lucid Dreaming

I have always been a pretty vivid dreamer and I am fascinated by dreams in general. I have been able to Lucid Dream in the past and I was quite obsessed with the topic, which resulted in me purchasing this book a very long time ago. I have started it in the past, but never finished it. I think it would be a really fun thing to journal about (maybe I’ll document it on my journal blog). I really hope to finally read this book and Lucid Dream again.

On Writing…

Book #6: Get Started in Writing a Novel

I have been itching to get back to writing and blogging is a lovely escape but I still have that novel I’ve been meaning to write ever since I can remember. This book was on a tbr or two of mine in the past but I don’t think it was the right time for writing or reading about it. I think I’m in a much better headspace at the moment compared to last year.

Book #7: Scrivener Absolute Beginner’s Guide

My dad recently purchased Scrivener for our family Mac account and I’ve slowly been going through the tutorial but I think this book might be really helpful. Scrivener is a program for writing novels and plays and I hope to consolidate my research and notes into this space. It has really beautiful interface and I love it so much more on a MacBook than when I tried it on Windows a couple years ago.

A Couple of Sequels

Book #8: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

At first I considered leaving this book off here but I felt it would be really dishonest of me to hide a book I’m reading. I started feeling very scared about mentioning HP and the rest of the world in my online space, but this world and this universe has been my safe space since I was 6 years old.

I am not in the lgbtq+ community but it absolutely breaks my heart as an ally that so many people have been hurt by the tweets and statements from J.K. Rowling a few weeks ago. I’ll continue to support my lgbtq+ friends and if anyone feels that they do not want to be seeing any HP content, please let me know and I will remove this part of the post. I have seen so many conflicting views and there are many people that don’t want to lose this magical world that brought so many people together and taught us to be more tolerant and accepting of others.

My sister and I started buddy-reading the books quite a few months ago but we’ve been making slow progress. We both loved the books as children and reading them as adults we are more critical of the content and we have been discussing some of the problematic aspects and structure and so forth along the way. We’ll be completing our re-read of this series but we will also be reading some of our other childhood favourites such as Percy Jackson, Narnia, and a few more to see if we view the books differently now that we’re older.

Book #9: Wundersmith

I initially read Nevermoor a month ago and I fell in love! I read it digitally but it’s one of few books that I loved so much that I had to buy a physical copy to reread many many times in future. I bought the first two books in this series a few weeks ago and I am unbelievably excited to read Wundersmith! I adore the world of Nevermoor and the characters are all quirky and loveable. I can totally see why people compare it to Harry Potter and Alice in Wonderland.

A Classic or Six?

Book #10: The Complete Novels of Jane Austen

Okay, so this is technically cheating because this book contains all of Jan Austen’s books. But I am sad to say that I have actually never read any of her novels even though I adore all the screen adaptions. I think it’s about time that I read the books and I just saw that next month there is a readathon called Jane Austen July (hosted by Marissa and Katie) which might just be the perfect time to start!

I think this was the perfect time for me to join Top Ten Tuesday and I loved writing this post. I look forward to participating in the next ten years of TTT!

What is on your winter tbr? Do you also participate in TTT? Please let me know in the comments!

Lots of love and keep thinking, Inklings!

xoxo

Bianca

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New years are generally full of new resolutions and new beginnings, but life isn’t always so uncomplicated I’m afraid. Last year my new beginnings involved a new country, a new university, new people, new everything. New things aren’t always fun and they are really hard when the ‘old’ things you’re leaving behind aren’t so keen on letting go.

As we get older our connections to people and places become increasingly intricate. I found it a lot easier to start at a new school when I was 11. Being 22 it wasn’t so easy to adapt and restart my life. Kids find it a lot easier to bounce back and our relationships a lot less complicated. We also didn’t really have social media when I was 11, so it was simpler to let go and move on.

Over the past three weeks, I visited my childhood home and did a bit of decluttering. It’s pretty difficult deciding what to keep and what to let go of. There are still a few things that I just might end up getting rid of but I do feel better after going through some of my boxes. Even though I Kon-Mari’d my belongings in 2018, a lot changes in a year. I want to be constantly curating my life instead of cluttering it. I’ve never found letting go easy but I am working on it and getting better with time.

I also spent some time with family and friends in South Africa and Dubai. It’s quite tough to go back and see how much people have changed (or not) since the last time we saw one another. There has to be some sort of acceptance that our lives are no longer as entwined as they once were and thus our connections have changed and in some cases fallen apart altogether. There are the rare few that grow stronger even while we are apart and those relationships remain close to my heart.

The trip also helped me realise that needed to go back to let go of some things and it all helped me move forward a little bit more than before. Moving to Perth was extremely hard for me but most of my life is here now. While I was away I missed my dogs, my room, my yoga practice, and countless tiny things that I barely even noticed while they crept into my everyday existence. I am here working on my goals and my life. It might not be forever, but it is for right now.

I am happy to be going into 2020 knowing that I can let go of some memories and mementoes while maintaining my important relationships. The relationships and friendships that grow stronger with time and distance are the ones worth keeping forever. They require a lot of maintenance but they are ultimately worth it.

I also noticed that I didn’t write a lot in 2019. I had around 10 blog posts in total. The first half of the year I was dealing with a lot of mental health distress, and the second half I signed up for too much too quickly and sent myself into burnout. I’d really like to find a balance between personal and home, past and present, goals and responsibilities this year. I’m taking it one step at a time and it’s not as overwhelming as I thought. Even what I’m doing right now is a move in the right direction.

It’s euphoric to finally rediscover words again. I really have missed writing like this and intend to do a lot more of it this year. I have a ton of drafts that didn’t manage to make the cut, which was pretty discouraging. But I do want to maintain and improve my writing and achieve my goals with my blog, poetry and some other stories that are in the works. I’m even thinking of restarting my writing club – just because they’re in a different country, it doesn’t mean we can’t still write together.

Thanks for sticking around and supporting me even in my absence. While I was abroad so many people (who I didn’t even know knew about this blog) asked about my writing and my YouTube. It really encouraged me to get going again. I felt really alone a lot of the time last year but thank you for reminding me that you are all here in this online space waiting for me, even if I can’t see you all in my real life.

For 2020 make new memories and don’t forget the old ones!

Keep thinking Inklings!

Lots of love and gratitude xoxo

Bianca

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I keep meaning to read more blog posts and, since I’ve just finished my exams for the semester, I now have a whole bunch of free time so I decided to do a bit of scrolling in my WordPress Reader.

The first post that grabbed my interest was I Didn’t Know I Was Reading Wrong by Never Not Reading. She explained that some people (like me) hear a voice in their head when they read, but in order to read faster there should be no voice at all. I was immediately intrigued and became self-aware of my own little voice that was reading the blog post out-loud in my head.

Subvocalisation

Hearing your inner voice when reading to writing is known as ‘subvocalisation’* and I have been making use of this ability for as long as I can remember. When I write it is the most prominent, as I vocalise each word as I write it. It varies a lot more when I’m reading.

*in the original blog post it is referred to as ‘audiation’, which, as per my research, is a musical term and is when you read sheet music and are able to hear the notes in your head.

Usually, when I am reading a book that I love I will subvocalise but at a much faster pace than what I could read aloud. When I’m reading something that I dislike (say, university reading or something really boring) I will struggle to get myself to subvocalise. It sounds more like a jumble of letters or a low humming/buzzing noise. Naturally, I don’t retain a lot of information this way, even though I’m reading all the words – it’s all a blur.

The post I initially read also said that it was ‘wrong’ to hear a voice when you read, but I believe that is entirely subjective. We all think differently, so it makes sense that we read differently too.

Some people may not need to utilise subvocalisation at all and still remember everything they read. The rest of us need that little voice to make sure we’re concentrating, and I for one LOVE that little voice. It makes the experience of reading so much more enjoyable.

Aphantasia vs Phantasia

To add to the nirvana, I also see mental images when I read (most of the time). It doesn’t always happen and it used to be a more frequent occurrence when I was younger, but the more I read the more I experience my own personal movie theatre in my mind’s eye.**

** strangely there is only a term for the opposite of this ability: mind blindness or not being able to ‘see’ images in the mind is referred to as ‘aphantasia’

I believe this ability also extends into dreams and people who are capable of creating visual memories, often have more vivid dreams. I’m definitely one of the people who have epic and crazy dream adventures (when I can remember them). Although, dreams are a whole other topic that I’d like to do some more research about, so stay tuned!

When I’m reading a particularly great story, eventually it feels as if I stop seeing the words on the page entirely; and I become fully immersed in the ‘phantasia’ that has been running through my mind. It is similar to the ‘flow’ state I reach when I am absorbed by a task – it becomes the only thing that exists for that moment in time.

It is an amazing experience but I have noticed that it does not happen all the time. (Perhaps it is like Lucid Dreaming and for me, that ability is also dependant on my overall mood and state of mind). In my opinion, this is the best kind of reading, but I am really curious about what the rest of the world experiences.

Do you subvocalise when you read?

Do you experience audiation when reading sheet music? (Please share your secret if you do!)

Do you have aphantasia? Or do you enjoy a good phantasm every so often?

Please let me know, I’d love to have a conversation about how different people experience reading!

Until next time,

xoxo

Keep thinking, Inklings!

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Basically Impostor Syndrome is when you don’t feel like you belong and everyone around you is a heck of a lot more qualified and capable of being there than you are. Mostly it’s anxiety induced, and I have a rather large amount of anxiety on the regular so I’m not surprised.

Who Am I?

Uni semesters always seem to start out swimmingly and then before I know it, I feel like I’m in the deep end and drowning most of the time. I tend to sit on my little life raft and pretend that everything is hunky-dory, but it’s really really not and the more I pretend, the more I become completely overwhelmed.

I kind of suck at Executive Functioning: time-management, planning ahead, simply just knowing how to start tasks, and all that other good stuff that you need to be a fully functioning human in the fast paced life we all pretend we’re accustomed to.

Things that helped me stay grounded: my sister and the occasional hug, dog walks and kisses, phone calls with my parents, video messages with my besties, and Skype calls with my rock.

It kinda sucks that the majority of my support system are on different continents, but there’s not much I can do about it so I just have to deal as best as I can.

I finally managed to swim to shore and drag myself out of the crashing waves of unhealthy thoughts and emotions for a split second, and just long enough to realise that I need to make a whole bunch of changes if I want to be happy.

Gym Junkie?

A couple of weeks ago I joined the gym so I can go to group Yoga and Barre classes. I finally admitted to myself that I need something more than YouTube videos to get my endorphins flowing and I really really (desperately) missed going to group classes. I used to attend a lot of dance classes when I was in school; and it definitely left a substantial void when I moved overseas and dance stopped being in the budget.

I’m quite bad with sticking to promises I make to myself (unfortunately, but I’m working on it) especially about home exercise workouts. The lure of Netflix being right next to the YouTube app might have something to do with it as well. So, I hope that paying for a gym membership will be the ultimate motivation to keep myself healthy.

I went to a few classes already and I LOVE them so much! I also made good use of the three free Personal Training sessions that come with signing up for the membership. It inspired me to start strength training (one of many things I’ve always wanted to try but been too intimidated to just go for it) and I’m looking forward to a new chapter in my health and fitness journey.

Plant Momma?

On the same day of signing up at the gym, I also bought myself a couple of plants (and a succulent) for my room. I have been wanting to get houseplants for the last six months but I think I was looking for validation from others that I could actually keep the plants alive? I’m not really sure why but I haven’t felt very confident in making my own decisions lately (probably got something to do with how out of control I feel with most decisions that have been made on my behalf lately).

Today we repotted my little plant babies and my mom also bought a few succulents for the garden and we spent the rest of the morning weeding the lawns. I’d forgotten how much I really love working in the garden. It’s therapeutic. I used to love helping my grandma water her plants and I didn’t realise until recently how much my soul has been crying out to find a connection with nature again.

Book Dragon?

After weeks (okay more like months) of struggling trying to cope with my coding units at Uni, I realised how deeply unhappy it makes me to pretend that I’m good at programming. So, a few weeks ago I sent a request to change to a single major instead of a double so that I won’t have to do computer science units (programming) anymore.

The relief I felt after doing this was indescribable. Now I have time to figure out what I actually want to do with my life. It is definitely something book-related. Whether that’s an Author, Librarian, Editor, English Teacher, anything along those lines would make me so much happier than what I’m currently doing.

I’ll have the opportunity to study something at the post-grad level next year, so I have some time to figure it out and apply. I’ll also try find a part-time job while I’m at it. My CV needs a makeover, at the very least.

Content Creator?

Last but not least, I want to spend more time creating. I want to write that novel I’ve ‘been meaning to get to’ for the past few years. I want to make videos again to start a Booktube channel and spend more time on my photography for Bookstagram. I want to make pretty spreads in my Bullet Journal again.

I have missed putting in effort into something that I actually want to do and I want to be proud of what I’m doing. I want to bring colour back into this monochrome existence of mine.

This will require getting a handle on my daily routine – sometimes all I manage to do in a day is clean the house, cook food, and walk the dogs and then when I look up again, it’s time for bed. I have a horrible perception of time and I think time-blocking will be necessary from now on.

Fate Changer.

All in all, there have been a lot of downs these last few months and sometimes it’s up to you to create the ups when they don’t come naturally. I became used to having most things in my life be decided for me, so I surrendered to it and it was a bit like giving up. I was letting life pass me by.

I have come to the conclusion that the reason I was feeling like an imposter in my life is because I was yearning for a different life, a life from the past that doesn’t exist anymore. So much so, that I started having suicidal thoughts because of how much I didn’t want to be in this life anymore.

This move is a new adventure, not a punishment, and I was only able to find happiness when I fully embraced it and began looking for the places, hobbies, things and people that would bring joy to my life and my soul.

Until next time,

xoxo

Keep thinking Inklings!

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I’ve tried starting 5 different posts and none of them have gotten very far so let’s hope this one is mildly more successful. It’s pretty difficult to get past anxiety, and one of the things that have helped me in the past is to write a list of things that I love, make me smile, or that I’m grateful for.

Here is my list for today:

1. Purring kittens
2. Talkative sisters
3. Hot chocolate mornings
4. Soft blankets
5. Teddy bear cuddles
6. Completed to-do lists
7. Fresh laundry sniffs
8. Salt and vinegar home-cooked fries
9. Guilt-free snackings
10. Reading in bed
11. Yoga stretches
12. Hair braiding
13. Big, comfy hoodies
14. Pretty stationery
15. Parents in the same country
16. Understanding homework
17. Long-distance friendships
18. The taste of fresh water
19. Peanut-butter and golden syrup blueberries
20. Butter melting into crumpets
21. (Marvel) Movie Marathons
22. Washing dishes
23. Lemonade sips
24. Zoella Vlogs
25. You. Thank you for taking the time to read my rambles!

What has made you happy today? I’d love to know.

Until next time,

xoxo

Keep Thinking Inklings!

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I’ve never participated in a Readathon before but when I came across the O.W.L.s Readathon, hosted by Book Roast I just had to do it. This readathon lasts for the month of April so today is the last day to figure out my To Be Read list.

It’s Harry Potter themed (the Ordinary Wizarding Levels are exams that the magical students complete in Fifth Year), and she put so much work into the prompts and even made a careers leaflet so you can pick a Magical career. The objective is to read one book for each O.W.L. you need for your career, and to get Outstanding you need 9 O.W.L.S overall.

Later in the year is the N.E.W.T.s Readathon which works a bit differently.

But for now, here is my career and plan:

Librarian

I chose the career of Librarian for this year and you can download her leaflet for more information. Here are the mandatory O.W.L.s for the Librarian career, and my book choices:

Ancient Runes: Retelling

Ella Enchanted – Gail Carson Levine

Arithmancy: More than 1 Author

My True Love Gave to Me: Twelve Holiday Stories

Defence Against the Dark Arts: Reducto – Starts with R

The Return – L.J. Smith

History of Magic: Published 10+ Years Ago

Live Writing: Breathing Life into your Words – Ralph Fletcher

Transfiguration: Sprayed Edges or Red Cover

The Hunters – L.J. Smith

Extra Credit

Those are all the mandatory O.W.L.s for my career, but I did also pick reads for the other prompts, so I can try for the Outstanding:

Astronomy: “Star” in Title

The Sun is Also a Star – Nicola Yoon

Care of Magical Creatures: Land Animal on Cover

The Rise and Fall of the Dinosaurs – Steve Brusatte

Charms: Ageline: Adult Work

Get Started in Writing a Novel – Nigel Watts & Stephen May

Divination: Set in the Future

The Giver – Lois Lowry

Herbology: Plant on the Cover

Wild Beauty – Anna-Marie McLemore

Muggle Studies: Contemporary

Sad Girls – Lang Leav

Potions: Next Ingredient: Sequel

The Salvation – L.J. Smith

So, for the next month I will do my best to read all 12 (or at least 5) books and I’ll let you guys know how it went at the end of the month!

Until next time,

xoxo

Keep Thinking Inklings!

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When I was a little girl I used to be fascinated by libraries. I’m a book lover, so naturally, a room full of books was a dream come true. Bookshops have a similar appeal and I could spend hours and hours just paging through my Wishlist and dreaming of taking them home with me.

Books have always been something sacred to me. The stories inside them had the power to take me to different worlds, so of course they meant a lot to me.  I would read whenever I could, doing anything to escape reality. Eventually my mother told me I would have to start buying my own books soon because of how quickly I read. It wasn’t worth spending nearly R200.00 on a book that would only last a day or two, she said.

The beauty of the school library was that I was allowed to read any books that my heart desired. It also meant that I was able to journey to a few more fantastic places without my mom shaking her head about how much it would cost. I was a bit upset at the fact that I had to take them back again, but I learned to live with it, and I would take out stacks and stack of books from the library whenever I had the chance.

I spent so much time in there that I even started working in the library during break times and after school. It also happened to be my safe place away from the boys who teased me. High-school was pretty confusing and lonely sometimes, so the bookshelves were a very welcome escape.

Even though I loved my school’s library, it was not the first one I was acquainted with. When I was younger, my grandmother took my sister and I to her local library.  She allowed each of us to borrow a couple of books, and it was magical. Before that, I had a bit of a germaphobic fear when it came to libraries – like my fear of public swimming pools. But the lure of the unread stories won in the end.

Reality Won…For the Moment

Sadly, I went through a period of abstaining from reading unintentionally.

When I moved to a new school in Grade 10, the absence of a library meant that I had to find a different kind of sanctuary. My safe place became the Dance Studio, as it was where I spent the majority of my time. Sadly I also started reading less and less. It was almost as if I had left a part of myself buried in the past, just waiting until she could safely reenter reality.

When I left high school I moved overseas to the UAE. There was a purely academic library and my friends had absolutely no desire to set foot in there, so I didn’t either. For my last few years of high school and the beginning of university, I became very caught up in real world drama. I probably felt like reality was adventure enough, and even though I tried reading multiple times, nothing stuck.

I only started reading again at the end of 2016. That marked around four or five years without finishing a single book. Then something changed and I was back with a bang. Last year alone I read over 100 books and my goal is even higher this year. I fell back in love with the written word and it has been above affair of note.

A Happy Ending!

Why the sudden reminiscing you ask? Well, a couple of weeks ago I walked into a public library for the first time in over a decade. It was kind of surreal. I had been reading A Series of Unfortunate Events for the past few weeks and it made me want to go to a library again.

In all of the books they managed to find a library of some kind and it helped them get out of their unfortunate situations each time. With every book that I finished, the more the yearning grew. I discovered a library just up the road and dragged my sister along.

When we walked inside I immediately felt at peace. I didn’t realise that something had been missing for a very long time inside my heart and here it was. Memories came rushing in all at once and I nearly started crying right then and there.

I remembered all the friends I made at school who loved books just as much as I did, I used to love walking through the books with them and finding new stories for the weekend. I remembered reading with my Grandma on rainy afternoons in the summer holidays, with a cup of tea and a slice of toast next to each of us.

I remembered covering book after book and putting stickers inside the covers and documenting them in the library system. The calming repetitive motions and being surrounded by books was a dream come true (and of course STICKERS!).

I didn’t expect to remember so much of my childhood, just from walking into a library. It’s not like I haven’t been in my university libraries (all three of them, numerous times) but somehow it just wasn’t the same. University made reading feel like a chore and I nearly became one of those people who dread getting reading for homework. Luckily I finally managed to change my mindset about Uni readings at the beginning of this semester, and I even enjoy them now sometimes.

It was a Peter Pan moment for sure. I was back in Neverland and I realised that I didn’t have to grow up if I didn’t want to. In a Library I can stay youthful for the rest of my life and go on adventures whenever I please.

Growing up doesn’t have to mean forgetting about your dreams and things that you used to love. There is space for what makes you happy – adulthood isn’t a chore, it just has a few more degrees of freedom and responsibility.

Rest assured I will be returning my Library books on time and making frequent visits in the future. I would also like to get more involved, but we shall see what the future has in store.

Until next time

xoxo

Keep thinking, Inklings!

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This is a sense I get so often, I’ve just come to accept it. There are some moments that come alive with their need to be acknowledged. “I knew you’d find me eventually“, they whisper.

They become tangible and stay alive in your memories. They remain there, frozen in time until you wake them with a gentle nudge. You can go back and hold them again when they permit it from time to time.

There are others out there too, biding their time. Waiting at a crossroads for you to stumble across their hiding place. But most of the time they simply giggle and dance just out of your reach. They are tricky like that.

When you catch one you will know. The spark is unmissable. Emotions run rampant and you feel so gloriously alive, like you never have before. Sometimes you are even brought to tears with how indescribably happy you are in that moment.

And when it’s over and safely tucked in your memories, you immediately wish you could turn back the clock and do it all over again.

 The secret is to not pay them any attention. If they know you are watching, or even looking for them, they will be gone before you can blink. There are, however, a few secrets as to how you can lure one such moment in:

An open mind is the most important ingredient,

Acceptance is next on the list,

Gratitude should be generously sprinkled,

 While a giggle will not go amiss.

This fantastical recipe

Can be added to, for sure

As long as your intentions

Begin and so remain, pure.

The rewards are treasures 

That cannot be described.

In your daydreams

Forever they will hide.

For the unassuming

This may seem like drivel

But for those Aware

And mindful, ’tis beneficial

To make a scribble or a note

About this unassuming anecdote.

-To Attract Magickal Moments

Now, I know this probably doesn’t make much sense, but that’s the beauty of it all. Life is sometimes senseless, or so it seems. There is an underlying purpose in everything (or so I believe).

I’ve had my fun and I hope you have too.

Until next time, see you soon

xoxo

Keep thinking, Inklings!

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I was listening to the audio-book of The Year of Less: How I Stopped Shopping, Gave Away My Belongings, and Discovered Life Is Worth More Than Anything You Can Buy in a Store narrated by the author, Cate Flanders. A few chapters into the book, something clicked. I am a self-confessed Binge Consumer.

I have had a binge mindset about nearly everything in my life that I love, at one point or another.

When I was a kid I used to binge-eat so much junkfood all the time – explaining those extra few pounds of chubby.

I would binge-read books and stay up until 2/3/4/5 even 6 am on a school day – and still manage to go to class and even write exams.

When I got a computer for the first time, I became a binge-gamer and I would play Harry Potter and Sims for my entire summer vacation – a stark contrast to the year before when my sister and I would bike and swim and stay out until the sun set every day.

The same thing happened when I discovered fanfiction and I became glued to my Blackberry, reading about the HP characters – long after the books stopped coming. This was while I had a job and I would read even during my lunch breaks or when I had nothing else to do.

When I got my first boyfriend I was utterly consumed by him. I would spend the time I wasn’t with him, talking to him on BBM Messenger – no wonder he got sick of me so quickly!

When I got to university and had uncapped wifi, my bingeing turned to series and YouTube. I would be glued to the screen 24/7. Even while studying or doing homework a show would play in the background.

The beginning of uni was a bit difficult for me and I also dabbled in some old habits of eating my feelings and gaming. Every now and then I would go out with friends and drink a little too much and have a puff of someone’s cigarette.

I am very very lucky that my addictive personality didn’t get me into trouble when it comes to alcohol or drugs. I was overly cautious and I wouldn’t cross that line. TV shows and cake lasted a lot longer anyways so I was sorted.

I realised I’m also a binge shopper. When I set foot in a store I will just buy everything I want in the moment. As soon as everything gets home it is packed away and I don’t use at least half of everything I purchase.

Just a few weeks prior I impulsively bought a whole bunch of stationery online and I didn’t tell my best friend about it, because I felt ashamed about my lack of self control.

All of these scenarios played themselves out in my head, one after the other, and pretty soon I felt like I was suffocating. I have consumed and consumed everything from food to games to TV-shows, all in an attempt to fill some sort of void that I was feeling.

Each time it was probably a little bit different, but there has always been the constant obsessive behaviour. I needed to do something about the addictions that were creeping back in again, and quickly!

These were all unhealthy habits in one form or another and the only way I saw to change them was to stop doing them altogether.

In Grade 9 or 10 I stopped eating all junk food other than ice cream and chocolate. I eventually stopped craving sweet and salty food and I was happy eating healthier meals and snacks. (I fell off the wagon in university, but at least I know it’s possible to beat the addiction to junk)

I thought the only way to not game all the time was to stop gaming altogether. So in my second year of uni I deleted all the games off my computer and I haven’t looked back.

I thought it was all or nothing with everything. And some of the things I binge on, I really do love. I didn’t want to give them all up, or I wouldn’t have any more coping mechanisms left.

One of the greatest lessons I learned during these years is that whenever you’re thinking of binging, it’s usually because some part of you or your life feels like it’s lacking—and nothing you drink, eat, or buy can fix it. I know, because I’ve tried it all and none of it worked. Instead, you have to simplify, strip things away, and figure out what’s really going on. Falling into the cycle of wanting more, consuming more, and needing even more won’t help. More was never the answer. The answer, it turned out, was always less.

Cait Flanders

A week or so after reading The Year of Less, I stumbled across The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo. I know I’m probably a few years late, but it was just in time so I could watch her Netflix series when it came out in January.

I immediately Konmari’d my room in South Africa and did the same in Dubai. I wasn’t entirely successful at only keeping things that sparked joy because most of my winter clothes hadn’t been worn in so long, they felt like they belonged to strangers. I didn’t think it was fair to donate them all until I made the move to Australia. I needed to live through another cold winter or two again in the clothes, and then decide which ones would be better off donated.

Halfway through my decluttering of my room, I realised I had built up a good amount of digital clutter too. I can probably write a whole post about all the spaces online, on my phone and on my computer that I went through and decluttered. Reading those two books really changed my outlook on life.

It really helped to get rid of some of the suffocation I was feeling. And my family even started to change along with me. At first they were upset that I was donating so many of my belongings, but eventually they supported me and even thanked me when it leaked into the rest of their lives.

When my best friend was over at my house we Konmari’d the medicine cabinet and got rid of nearly 3/4 of it because it had all expired. We also did the pantry and a few more cupboards. Seeing how much we ended up wasting by not being mindful about our purchases was really a wake-up call for everyone.

The question of what you want to own is actually the question of how you want to live your life.

Marie Kondo

Another great experience was when we moved into the new house and we had to buy new furniture and appliances. We were extremely mindful about all of the purchases and everything matches and goes along with our theme.

This was something I have been wanting to do in my own life when it comes to my clothes and the things I surround myself with. My shopping binges are usually so haphazard that I end up with a mishmash of things that don’t belong together and then I don’t know how to wear them.

This particular problem is aided with making lists and sticking to them. I don’t want to buy a bunch of clutter again. Now that my room is finally more organised it is so much easier to see what I don’t need and what I do. I can make the decision at home and write it down before I set foot in the store. Only buying what you need, instead of what you want (in the moment) is a much more mindful way of shopping.

My binge eating has also been controlled again. I decided to follow a vegan diet as soon as I arrived in Australia nearly two months ago. It has really brought me back to a place where I think about everything before I eat it. When I was a vegetarian I really stopped caring about what I ate entirely. Milkshakes, cakes, pizzas, they were all vegetarian so it didn’t really matter how much I ate of them. I didn’t realise how wrong I was.

I’m mildly lactose intolerant and I have never been a dairy lover, until I went vegetarian in 2016. Then I couldn’t get enough of dairy. Cheese and mayonnaise were like drugs. And eggs too. I would never eat eggs more than once a month before. Eating as a vegetarian I became addicted to eggs and I could eat them every day for a week. It was ridiculous. I even made myself sick a few times. Deep fried mac and cheese balls, a milkshake, a cappuccino, and a bit of cake, all in the span of five hours… it didn’t end well and let’s leave it at that.

I finally realised that I was hiding behind the fact that the things I was eating were vegetarian and I pretended that my binges didn’t count. I wasn’t eating McNuggets and KFC anymore, so it wasn’t that unhealthy. It was probably worse. I consumed so much dairy and sugar and even salt over my two years being a vegetarian, it probably made up for the 4ish years that I stopped.

Making the decision to become vegan was also a decision to become more mindful about what I put in my mouth. I automatically started eating more vegetables again. I wanted to add something green to every meal without really realising it. I still have the occasional chocolate and ice cream, but I don’t wake up in the middle of the night to go raid the fridge anymore. I wake up early for yoga and breakfast. I pack healthier snacks to class. It was almost effortless after the initial detox symptoms.

Whenever you let go of something negative in your life, you make room for something positive.

Cait Flanders

Slowly but surely it has dawned on me that the cure for bingeing is mindfulness. When I make an effort to think about how I am spending my time I end up making a better decision. An hour of yoga makes me feel so much better than the same hour just watching a show.

I have started using Forest and Pomodoro again to concentrate on my studies. I am only allowed to watch shows or read during my breaks and before bed. I stumble every now and then but I’m slowly building the habit, day by day.

I stopped watching series just for the sake of watching them. We all know there are some shows that just get horrible eventually and you can almost predict that season will be their last. I stopped watching shows that I didn’t enjoy anymore. My series tracker, TV Time, has a nifty feature where you can just swipe to the left and never be notified of a new episode again.

I used to feel obligated to watch the entirety of a show from the first to last episode and it’s a huge relief to give myself permission to stop. To just stop being that person and to stop wasting my time on things that don’t spark joy.

I am now reading one book at a time and finishing them quicker than ever. I would read three or five at once and the ones I didn’t really want to finish would drag on beside the others. I don’t finish books that I don’t like anymore. It’s a waste of time. I don’t feel guilty for putting a book back on the shelf anymore or giving it to someone who will actually enjoy enjoy it.

I’ve never felt so… light.

Cassandra Clare

I really cannot express how sincerely grateful I am that I stumbled upon these two books. It’s not the first time (and hopefully not the last) that a book changes my life for the better.

Until next time

xoxo

Take care Inklings!

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All the while learning and growing, no matter the genre or theme. I’ve been the supporting character, the antagonist and the protagonist when I’ve been lucky, insistent or self-aware. Breaking the fourth wall to talk to myself and the audience is fun too.

They all make up the saga that is my life. Sometimes I want to hit the author and other times I want to kiss him/her. In the end, I know (s)he has some sort of plan so I trust that this is all heading somewhere eventually.

I moved around quite a bit while growing up, and with every new school, every new place and every new friend I saw a new possibility of a future. With each change I had to say goodbye to that future and tuck it away in my heart’s memories, alongside all the others that never came to be either.

I like to think that alternate universes exist. I imagine that our universe splits up into a new one every time someone comes into a fork in the metaphorical road of their life, and makes a choice. The other choice is followed in a different life in a different dimension, by the person you were a split second before making that life-altering decision.

We rarely realise how much of an impact one tiny decision can make on the outcome of our lives.

Somewhere out there are thousands of other Bianca’s living their own realities down the road less traveled (for me). It probably seems a bit out-there, but it makes me feel less alone to think about the possibility, even if it’s only in my imagination.

This probably sounds a bit confusing but what I mean is: what would have happened if I didn’t move to Dubai? I would very likely have ended up with a completely different story. I probably would have graduated university already, had a job for a year or two (if I was lucky enough to find one) and moved in with a guy.

The Bianca who never left England when she was 6 years old would be a completely different person, but maybe she ended up moving to Australia too. Or maybe she’s touring the rest of Europe. Who knows?

This is also a contributing factor when it comes to my complete inability to make a decision. I always worry that I might be making the wrong decision thanks to my abundance of overthinking and ruminating about the impact of these decisions.

I have often felt the longing of a future that seemed to just slip out of my fingers. I think the only word to describe it accurately is saudade, or ‘the longing that remains.

This untranslatable Portuguese term refers to the melancholic longing or yearning. A recurring theme in Portuguese and Brazilian literature, saudade evokes a sense of loneliness and incompleteness. Portuguese scholar Aubrey Bell attempts to distill this complex concept in his 1912 book In Portugal, describing saudade as “a vague and constant desire for something that does not and probably cannot exist, for something other than the present.” He continues to say that saudade is “not an active discontent or poignant sadness but an indolent dreaming wistfulness.” Saudade can more casually be used to say that you miss someone or something, even if you’ll see that person or thing in the near future. It differs from nostalgia in that one can feel saudade for something that might never have happened, whereas nostalgia is “a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time.”

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I can’t be the only one who spends a few minutes here and there daydreaming about a life that could have been, with people that were once everything in my life. It’s useless to daydream, I know, but when I am lonely I find it comforting. Maybe I’m seeing life through one of doppelganger’s eyes for a moment.

This is typical of me, I sit down to write one thing, and end up writing something else entirely! The words happen when they need to happen, the same way life happens when it needs to.

It’s quite a relief to be able to share some of my crazier thoughts and not be so self-conscious. I should remember to pull out my computer the next time I start thinking about some random theory. Who knows, maybe someone out there on the web might even agree with me.

See you soon

(Or maybe alternate-universe-me-and-you are having a cup of tea!)

xoxo

Binx

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Here is a summary of how much and what I read during the Summer months (and a bit of winter while I was in the Northern Hemisphere).

December 2018

Total Books: 21

Total Pages: 6071

Reading Summary: During December I finished reading the Harry Potter series and all the companion books. I really wanted to reread them all before Crimes of Grindelwald came out, but I didn’t quite make it. Luckily I got to go see it twice in cinemas so I didn’t mind too much. I also started rereading the Narnia series this month.

Least Favourite Book: Whiskey Words and a Shovel II. I really wasn’t impressed with this poetry book (and a bunch of others). It put me off of reading poetry for a while.

Favourite Book: The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up. It really made a huge impact to read this book just before the new year started and it helped me get a handle on taking control of my life.

January 2019

Total Books: 17

Total Pages: 4449

Reading Summary: I finished the Narnia series and started with A Series of Unfortunate Events after watching the final season on Netflix. I also got up to date with The Dark Artifices and the Shadowhunter Universe.

Least Favourite Book: Pillow Thoughts. Another poetry book that I didn’t enjoy.

Favourite Book: The Bullet Journal Method. I went out and bought myself a hardcover copy of this book and I read it very thoroughly and made a ton of notes. I started my whole Bulelt Journal system from scratch and it really made a huge difference to my mindset and productivity.

February 2019

Total Books: 14

Total Pages: 4072

Reading Summary: I continued with A Series of Unfortunate Events and read a whole bunch of random books inbetween. I also started reading Jenny Han’s books and I love them all.

Least Favourite Book: Draco Dormiens. The old fanfic by Cassandra Clare is definitely not one of her best works or one of my favourite fanfics. I really struggled to get through this one and I started on the sequel but just couldn’t get through it. It really shows how authors can improve so I’m glad I read the first part, as I found it motivational for my own future possibilities as a writer.

Favourite Book: The Reader’s of Broken Wheel Recommend. This was a book that my mom recommended to me and I really enjoyed it. I haven’t read adult fiction in a while so this was a really great break from all the young adult books I’ve been reading lately.

Summer Tally

Overall Books Read: 52

Overall Pages Read: 14 592

Goodreads Goal Update: I completed my 2018 Challenge and ended up reading 115 books out of my 100 book goal. I set my 2019 Challenge for 156 books (3 books per week) and managed to read 31 books towards that goal.

That was just a brief overview of what I’ve been reading lately but you can check out my Goodreads profile for up to date info on my reading activities.

I should mention that I have been making it a bit of a mission to reread all my old childhood favourites, so they are making up a good majority of what I’m reading.

I also have some university textbooks that I added to my Goodreads for the first time. I’m doing a bit of an experiment to see whether I will actually finish the books on time now that I am keeping track of them with all my other reads. I’ll let you know how it goes in my Autumn Wrap-Up!

Thanks for dropping by

xoxo

Binx

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*waves sheepishly*

It’s definitely been a while since I’ve written much of anything, but I promise I have a few good reasons why I’ve been MIA. I know, I know, there’s no excuse – writers should always be writing, right? At least that’s how I’ve always felt, and that mindset is why I struggle sometimes to call myself a writer.

It feels a little fraudulent because of how sporadic my writing has been over the past few years, but in the name of self-love I think it’s okay to be easy on myself. Over the past four (going on five) years, I felt like the only constant in my life was change.

I was constantly travelling between countries when I wasn’t at university or working. And between all of that I also changed unis two years in, and moved to three different apartments. Friends, boyfriends, breakups, long-distance, fights, parties, road-trips… I had all of it and more. Then I did it all over again when I moved.

My parents also travel a lot so I was never really sure when I’d see them or how long they’d be staying before they hopped onto a plane again. Mom’s company is in SA but she visits whenever possible, and Dad’s job is mainly in Dubai but he travels all over the world for work when he has to.

My sister was also thrown into the mix after she finished school and bounced between three different universities, so I hardly saw her for two years and then suddenly she lived with me and my Dad for a while, moved back home, then back to Dubai again.

In 2018 I finally felt like my life was settling down. I was comfortable with my friends and my routine. Then halfway through the year my parents told my me and my sister the news. We were transferring to the university’s main campus. It’s bigger, has better facilities, and more options when it comes to electives. And it’s in Australia. Perth, to be exact.

To say I was upset was a major understatement. I wasn’t ready to leave. Dubai had become my home, and I wanted to stay. I officially said goodbye to South Africa at the end of 2017 and stopped wanting to go back for visits because of how much I loved being in Dubai.

I cried and I fought back, but eventually I accepted that it was going to happen, whether I liked it or not. Moving to Australia was the only option. So I packed my bags at the end of January. Mekayla came for her first visit to Dubai and it really helped to make things easier. I said goodbye to all of my friends, my lecturers, my favourite spots. We had karak at Filli for old times’ sake, we had blue ice-cream in Dubai Mall, we watched the fountains, saw La Perle (for the second time) and did all the other touristy things that we never normally do. And then I left.

(Sidenote – I’ll talk about Perth and my experiences so far in a different post. This post is more about accepting the changes that scared me so much.)

After I left Dubai, I was in SA for 10 days or so and I started becoming very depressed. I didn’t want to go anywhere or see any of my friends. I just wanted to be alone so I could escape reality for a while.

I read a ton of books, watched series, ate a ton of my old favourite desserts (and a LOT of fruit), and I even Konmari’d my room and everything I brought back from Dubai. I was simultaneously going back to old habits and creating new ones in an attempt to figure out who I wanted to be.

I was preparing myself for the changes I couldn’t control by making changes I could control. I decided that as soon as I landed in Australia I would attempt to become a vegan. I’d been a vegetarian for the past two years, ever since I moved to a new University.

It really helped me at the time to distract myself and it gave me strength to be in control of just one tiny aspect of my life, while the rest of it unraveled and turned into something new. So, I decided to do it again and see what would happen.

I also decided that I wanted to be more mindful in general. I am prone to developing a ‘binge’ mindset and I wanted to develop control. This is whole topic on it’s own so stay tuned, but for the meantime, it really helped me to come to terms with this and make decisions about how I wanted to handle it.

I kept myself busy until the day of the flight. We had a stop-over in Dubai. A whole entire day, and it was entirely surreal. I had said goodbye just over a week ago and here I was back again.

I shut myself off because I didn’t want to let myself feel those emotions again. I was scared enough about moving to a country that I’ve never been to before. So I let the day be a happy one. I saw my best friend, Graeme, and we spent the day together. We caught up with a couple of other people and ate some of my favourite food. It was a perfect Dubai-day and I’m really grateful that I got to have a part of it, one last time…

I’ll tell you all about my thoughts about Perth in a new blog series I want to start, but for the meantime I just want to say that I think I’ve finally managed to settle in, at least a little bit. February was so busy and I can’t wait to tell you all about it.

Right now, it’s the beginning of March and I’m turning 23 soon. I’ve finally accepted the changes and I’m excited for the future, because change is inevitable and it’s up to us to adapt. I have a lot of work to do this month, for university and for myself, but I’m confident that I’ll be able to do it as long as I keep looking after my mental health.

I think it also helps that I can begin to think of this place in a more permanent sense than I ever could in SA or in Dubai. SA isn’t an option for the future I want, and Dubai is a constant gamble.

I think I might like Australia eventually. It’s not a bad place to live when you get used to the quirks, and it feels a bit like I went through the looking glass and ended up in an alternate universe.

I reckon I can call myself a writer again after this post, because it’s really been a long time since I’ve spoken about anything that is meaningful to me. I tried to do some regular blogosphere type things like the Blogmas but it didn’t come out right because I was doing it for the wrong reasons. I was ignoring what was truly on my mind in favour of distracting myself with cute graphics and cliche posts. It was forced and it showed.

Now I think I’m ready to find myself again.

Until next time!

xoxo

Binx

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It’s been a bit crazy at home with packing and flying and all the other parts of holiday drama, so naturally I’ve fallen behind with my Blogmas posts. Just shows I need to start scheduling them earlier next year.

For day 6 I decided to do another tag that’s short and sweet and a little bit different, from The Blended Blog. I’ll include the original graphic and list of questions at the end of the post if you want to complete the tag too.

1. Candy Canes? Yes or No?

Yes! I think they are so pretty to look at. I don’t eat many candy canes anymore but I love the design and the sweet taste.

2. Christmas morning early riser or sleep in?

Early riser. This is the one day of the year that you can’t help but wake up early for.

3. Did you shop on Black Friday? Yes or No?

Umm I think we may have gone to the mall around that time and bought a few things yes.

4. Christmas Tree up in November? Yes or No?

No, when we have a tree we usually wait for December to arrive before it goes up.

5. Do you get Holiday ideas from Pinterest? Yes or No?

My mom is still in charge of what happens during Christmas but Pinterest does have a ton of amazing ideas for every conceivable part of life.

6. Christmas Glam or Ugly Sweater?

It’s not really sweater-weather over here but I have always wanted a Christmas sweater. Mom likes when we dress nicely for Christmas so probably more on the glam side.

7. Stocking Stuffers: Wrapped or Unwrapped?

We haven’t had stockings in a very long time but they were usually wrapped as far as I can remember.

8. Traditional or Modern Christmas Songs?

A bit of both.

9. Fruitcake? Yes or No?

No. No. No. I am not a fan of fruitcake in the slightest.

10. Is your Christmas shopping finished? Yes or No?

Unfortunately not. I’m struggling quite a lot this year with deciding what to get for everyone.

11. Is there snow in December where you live?

No, we have Summer Decembers in the Southern Hemisphere.

12. Classic Show: A Charlie Brown Christmas or Rudolph?

Rudolph of course. I used to love his story so much, and still do!

There were quite a few quirky questions in this tag and a little bit different to some of the others I’ve come across. Here is the list of questions and the original picture:

1. Candy Canes? Yes or No?
2. Christmas morning early riser or sleep in?
3. Did you shop on Black Friday? Yes or No?
4. Christmas Tree up in November? Yes or No?
5. Do you get Holiday ideas from Pinterest? Yes or No?
6. Christmas Glam or Ugly Sweater?
7. Stocking Stuffers: Wrapped or Unwrapped?
8. Traditional or Modern Christmas Songs?
9. Fruitcake? Yes or No?
10. Is your Christmas shopping finished? Yes or No?
11. Is there snow in December where you live?
12. Classic Show: A Charlie Brown Christmas or Rudolph?

If you complete the tag leave a link below and on the original post!

Happy Holidays

Binx

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Here is just a random list containing some of the reasons I love this time of year, in no particular order:

1. Christmas music. I know it’s cheesy but there are some songs I can’t help but sing-along to.
2. Christmas movies and their feelgood messages. They are all over television, Netflix and even though they can be sappy I love a good Christmas movie marathon.
3. Gingerbread houses and people. I never used to like ginger or gingerbread, but over the years I have come to love the taste and crave it around this time of year.
4. Vlogmas. Even though for most of Christmas-time I don’t have wi-fi, I really enjoy watching all the vlogmas videos on YouTube when I get back from my holidays.
5. Blogmas. There are so many creative posts that people come up with and I love seeing the dedication that inspires me to continue writing, even when I just want to lay around reading instead.
6. Giving thanks to the earth and the universe for the change of seasons and another year that has passed.
7. Spending time with family. We may not always like each other but there is a love that runs deeper than most.
8. Tree decorating. We don’t do it every year, but when we do it is so much fun seeing the result of our creativity glittering in the corner of the room, keeping watch over the gifts we carefully placed underneath.
9. Swimming. As you know by now, I have a summer Christmas and we spend a lot of December in or around the pool. I know it’s not really Christmassy exactly, but it’s also a big part of our gatherings and braais whenever we have people over during this time of the year.
10. The food. Throughout December our house is full of delicious treats and fresh summer fruits, and on Christmas day we go all out especially when the extended family is involved.
11. Desserts deserve a number of their own. There is nothing like the home-cooked desserts and puddings in South Africa.
12. Harry Potter. When I was younger I used to reread the books around this time of year because it was the longest holiday. This year I finally reread them again and watched all the movies too. The Wizarding World is full of Christmas fun, from the Christmas Sweaters from Molly, to the Yule Ball.
13. Secret Santa. A few times at work and now with friends we have done Secret Santa and it is a lot of fun trying to figure out who bought your gift for you.
14. Hygge. Even though it’s summer, there are thunderstorms her in summer and I love cuddling up with a book, pancakes and hot-chocolate when it rains. You can be cosy in summer too!
15. The stories. It’s the time of year when everyone gets together and shares tales of what they have been up to during the year and you always learn something new.
16. Games. When everyone is off from school and work we play a lot of games to keep ourselves entertained. 30 Seconds, Singstar, Monopoly, and card games are some of the favourites in my home.
17. Wrapping presents. Getting the presents wrapped before anyone sees them is always a fun challenge.
18. Christmas Eve. This is when my family gathers together and we exchange gifts and spend time together.
19. Christmas Day. We spend time with extended family and have Christmas lunch together.
20. The memories. I always find myself looking back at the years that have gone by and remembering my childhood.
21. The future. It is also a time to look forward to the New Year and plan for adventures to come.
22. The Magic.

There are many other things that I love about this time of year, and this was just a taster.

What do you love about December?

Happy Holidays

Binx

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So I really enjoyed doing the Bookish Naughty or Nice tag and I really wanted to do some more tags. Naturally I came across The Christmas Tag on quite a few blogs, but I believe The Enthusiast is the creator of this specific tag. I’ll include a list of all the questions at the bottom of the post to make it easier if you would like to do the tag, and be sure to leave a link in the comments to your post.

Without further ado, here is the Christmas Blog Tag:

1. What is your favourite Christmas film?

Definitely The Holiday. It is one I can watch over and over again.  It starts off with the two leads being very unhappy-in-love and deciding they need a break from their regular lives.

So, they do a house-swap. One goes to sunny America and the other flies over to snowy England and they step into each other’s shoes for a few weeks.

They live in each other’s houses for the winter holidays and Christmas. There, across the world from their normal lives they end up finding themselves again and it’s a classic rom-com with some tears and drama, but a lovely happy ending.

2. Have you ever had a White Christmas

I think so, when I very young (4-6 years old) we lived in Warwick, England and it snowed but I can’t remember all that much of it. I do remember playing in the snow a bit and some of the presents we got, but it’s all a little bit hazy now. The rest of the time I’ve been in countries that have pretty warm climates, so no snow recently.

3. Where do you usually spend your holiday?

I usually go back home to South Africa for the holidays and most Christmases we host the family get-together at our house. For the past two years we’ve gone to our Grandparents’ house in Bela Bela. So, even though I’ve been living in Dubai I still have a Summer Christmas every year, and I’ll be going home again this year for the holidays too.

4. What is your favourite Christmas song?

Not too sure if it counts as a Christmas song, but my favourite song about December is from Anastasio called Once Upon a December. This recording is from the Musical (which I would LOVE to see) but I was obsessed with the movie as a child.

5. Do you open any presents on Christmas Eve?

Yes, we usually open all our presents on Christmas Eve. The only reason we  may open some on Christmas Day is if we see extended family and they bring gifts with them. The rest of out presents from/for my parents and my sister we open on Christmas Eve and we take turns picking a present and watching the person it’s intended for open it.

6. Can you name all of Santa’s reindeer?

Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixon, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, and the most famous of all, Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer!

7. What holiday traditions are you looking forward to most this year?

Spending time with loved ones. Cooking and baking together. Playing games and giving gifts.

8. Is your Christmas tree real or fake?

We usually have a fake tree. I’m not too sure if real pine trees are sold in South Africa for Christmas.

9. What is your all-time favourite holiday food/sweet treat?

My Grandma’s Christmas ice-cream pudding. I have also been craving gingerbread cookies lately.

10. Be honest: do you like giving gifts or receiving gifts better?

Lately I like giving gifts more that receiving them. It really makes me happy to watch their faces light up with a smile if they like what you got them.

11. What is the best Christmas gift you’ve ever received?

There have been so many amazing ones it’s hard to pick. Probably my laptop and my blog domain. One from my mom and one from my dad. I do want to upgrade to a Macbook Air 2018 sometime in the future, but honestly I don’t know where I would be if I didn’t have this laptop. And my blog has been so fun to play around with and it’s helped me to learn more about myself. writing, mental health, and so much more.

12. What would be your dream place to visit for the holiday season?

I’d love to go to Disney World and The Wizarding World in October or December. The decorations look amazing and there is so much that I haven’t explored there yet.

13. Are you a pro present-wrapper, or do you fail miserably?

I do try and I love the different designs on the wrapping paper, but I’m not always the neatest wrapper. Especially when the presents are in odd shapes and sizes.

14. Most memorable Holiday moment?

When I was around 8 or 9 we woke up to find our parents had set up a tent in our living room with little camping chairs for my sister and me. The tent was filled with lots of other goodies too. It was a particularly good Christmas. We went camping for the first time the following year and toured around half the country for a few weeks.

15. When did you realize the truth about Santa?

I can’t really remember if our parents played up the Santa thing or not, but I always believe in a little bit of magic here and there. We didn’t always have a chimney after all and I think that made me rather suspicious…

16. Do you make New Years Resolutions? Do you stick to them?

I do make a few goals, and I have done so for at least the past two years (it’s so much easier to keep track of things in a Bullet Journal). Some I stick to, others I forget about along the way or don’t have too much time for. I also tend to make the goals pretty big, so I think I should make them a bit ‘SMART’ next time round.

17. What makes the holidays special for you?

Being with people who love me (even if there’s some disagreements along the way). The amazing food that only makes an appearance during this time of year is a plus too. There’s always a little bit of magic in the air in December.

I really enjoyed this tag and I hope you all enjoyed reading my answers. If you feel like doing it too, here is the list of questions:

1. What is your favourite Christmas film?
2. Have you ever had a White Christmas
3. Where do you usually spend your holiday?
4. What is your favourite Christmas song?
5. Do you open any presents on Christmas Eve?
6. Can you name all of Santa’s reindeer?
7. What holiday traditions are you looking forward to most this year?
8. Is your Christmas tree real or fake?
9. What is your all-time favourite holiday food/sweet treat?
10. Be honest: do you like giving gifts or receiving gifts better?
11. What is the best Christmas gift you’ve ever received?
12. What would be your dream place to visit for the holiday season?
13. Are you a pro present-wrapper, or do you fail miserably?
14. Most memorable Holiday moment?
15. When did you realize the truth about Santa?
16. Do you make New Years Resolutions? Do you stick to them?
17. What makes the holidays special for you?
    

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See you again soon.

Happy Holidays

Binx

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I came across this idea on Victoria, Truthfully and fell in love with it. I think having a monthly Bucket List sounds like so much fun and a lot less pressure filled than a To Do List. It can include all the fun things that you would like to do and none of the other boring things that you know you need to get done and is probably already in your Planner or Bullet Journal.

Here is my December/Christmas Bucket List:

1. Finish the Deathly Hallows book and movies (Harry Potter is amazing for Christmas and Halloween)
2. Drink a Toffee Nut Latte at Starbucks with a friend
3. Watch the Nutcracker and the Four Realms with my bestie
4. Take the time to write Christmas cards for my friends and family
5. Buy and light a festive scented candle (or maybe a few)
6. Wear my Christmas earrings (the gingerbread men are my favourite!)
7. Learn to play a Christmas carol on the piano
8. Make/bake a family Christmas recipe (gingerbread or Christmas pudding)
9. Decorate the tree with my sister
10. Write a letter to Santa – just for fun
11. Paint my nails with Christmas colours
12. Buy a pair of Christmas themed PJs
13. And slippers!
14. Decorate Christmas cookies
15. Watch as many Christmas movies as I possibly can before the end of the year

I think all of these will be really fun and I haven’t done a lot of festive themed activities over the past few years. Unfortunately I won’t be around snow so no snow angels or snowmen for me. It’s also not cold enough for a Christmas Sweater (even though I secretly have always wanted a Harry Potter themed one) but the pajamas are a close second. Hopefully I’ll be able to tick off all or most of these at the end of the month!

I’ll include a bit of my To Do List so you can see what I mean about the difference between the two:

My December/Christmas to do list:

1. Study for and write exams
2. Write and schedule Blogmas and regular posts
3. Take Instagram pictures
4. Finish buying presents
5. Wrap all the presents
6. Pack for my trip(s)
7. Set up my Bullet Journal for 2019
8. Write my New Years Resolutions
9. Sort out my YouTube channel
10. Declutter my room in Dubai and in SA

As you can see, this is a lot more down to earth and less whimsical than the Bucket List. They are all important and most of them have to get done – there’s no ifs, ands, or buts. Also the sooner I get them done, the better. Then I can spend the rest of the time leisurely going through the Bucket List instead of stressing over deadlines.

I really have fallen in love with this concept and I think it might be a fun idea to do every month with a bit of a seasonal theme and it’s particularly cute around the holidays. A Bucket List is a really fun way to get ideas and reference when you don’t know what to do and want to step away from Netflix for a while. It’s also a great way to keep life fun and exciting. Time passes by too fast when you’re not paying attention and there’s a lot that I haven’t done yet that I still want to do.

This is also a lot less intimidating than a regular Bucket List because it can contain anything and everything. This way you keep it focused for a certain time period and whatever you don’t do this year, you can always add it to next year’s list.

What is on your Christmas Bucket List? If you make a similar post link it below, I’d love to see them!

Happy Holidays

Binx

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Whilst scouring the internet for Blogmas ideas, I came across this tag by Jenniely and I simply had to do it! It looked like so much fun and perfect for Blogmas because I have been spending 99% of my time with my nose buried in a book this year. This is perfect for book-lovers to give some insight on their book-related-habits and I really enjoyed reading everyone else’s posts.

This is what Jenniely has to say about the tag:

At the bottom of this post is a clean list to copy and paste, as well as a graphic you can add to your post or share on social media.

Rules

• Tag & link the person who tagged you
• Tag and link me/this post (if you would be so kind, I love reading your answers!)
• Tick/cross off the ones you’ve done
• Tag another 10 people!

If you’ve not been tagged, go ahead and do it anyway!

I will include everything she mentions at the bottom of the post. Here are my answers to the tag:

1. Received an ARC and not reviewed it  

Guilty! I have been so consumed with rereading books form when I was younger that I haven’t really spent much time reading new books or ARCs (Advanced Reader Copies), never-mind review them.

2. Have less than 60% feedback rating on Netgalley

Confession: I have no clue what this means. I recently signed up for NetGalley and I don’t really know how it works yet. Need to spend some more time discovering the ins and outs.

3. Rated a book on goodreads and promised a full review was to come on your blog (and never did) 

Around halfway through the year I kind of stopped reviewing books, even though I intended to review every book I read this year. I just haven’t felt comfortable reviewing books lately and I would rather do some other bookish posts – like this one. They’re much more fun and this way I get a lot more books read without stressing about the reviews.

4. Folded down the page of a book

Nope! Haven’t done that since I was a kid and kept losing all my bookmarks.

5. Accidentally spilled on a book

Nope! Similar to above, I have been a lot more careful with my books recently and I also read a lot more ebooks lately.

6. DNF a book this year 

There have been one or two books that I found so boring that I simply could not continue. Others, I did not finish because I wanted more time to do the activities they mention, so I left them for the end of the year/the holidays so that I can grab a notebook and complete the exercises.

7. Bought a book purely because it was pretty with no intention of reading it  

I don’t think I actually bought any physical books this year, so no. However, my ebook list continues to grow exponentially… 

Correction. My bestie informed me that I have actually bought books this year. Many in fact. I just forgot about it and clearly I haven’t read any of them either. Woops.

8. Read whilst you were meant to be doing something else (like homework)   

All. The. Time. ‘Nough said.

9. Skim read a book 

Some poetry books were a little boring and I wasn’t really connecting with them so I unintentionally started skimming them just to get them finished.

10. Completely missed your Goodreads goal

Actually, I started out with a goal of 36 and I kept increasing it every time I passed it. I’m now at a goal of 100 and I have 5 books to go!

11. Borrowed a book and not returned it

Haven’t borrowed any books this year. Although I do have some friends’ books at home that I need to return if I ever see them again.

12. Broke a book buying ban 

Like I said, haven’t bought any books this year so we’re safe. 

Woops again. Bought quite a few. Now that I think about it, I may have bought some online too… oh deary me.

13. Started a review, left it for ages then forgot what the book was about 

This is also part of why I stopped reviews. I was reading too quickly and not writing reviews fast enough.

14. Wrote in a book you were reading

Um. No. Never.

15. Finished a book and not added it to your Goodreads

I’ve added all the books I’ve read so far.

16. Borrowed a book and not returned it to a friend

See number 11.

17. Dodged someone asking if they can borrow a book

No one has asked me that this year, luckily. Most of my books are in SA and I wouldn’t want to lend any of the books I have here with me. I only trust my best friend Mekayla with my books anyway.

18. Broke the spine of someone else’s book

NO! Haven’t even broken the spines of my own books.

19. Took the jacket off a book to protect it and ended up making it more damaged

I have actually been covering my books with d-c-fix transparent book film to keep them nice and neat this year.

20. Sat on a book accidentally

My dogs probably have when I wasn’t looking, but I keep my books safe usually. I can’t recall ever sitting on a book before – it’s usually glued to my hand.

Final Score: 8/20

Yay! I barely made it onto the Nice List!

Here’s the list for you to copy and do yourself!

• Received an ARC and not reviewed it  
• Have less than 60% feedback rating on Netgalley
• Rated a book on Goodreads and promised a full review was to come on your blog (and never did)
• Folded down the page of a book
• Accidentally spilled on a book
• DNF a book this year
• Bought a book purely because it was pretty with no intention of reading it
• Read whilst you were meant to be doing something else (like homework)
• Skim read a book
• Completely missed your Goodreads goal
• Borrowed a book and not returned it
• Broke a book buying ban
• Started a review, left it for ages then forgot what the book was about
• Wrote in a book you were reading
• Finished a book and not added it to your Goodreads
• Borrowed a book and not returned it to a friend
• Dodged someone asking if they can borrow a book
• Broke the spine of someone else’s book
• Took the jacket off a book to protect it and ended up making it more damaged
• Sat on a book accidentally

Feel free to do the tag and be sure to leave a link below and on the Original Post!

Happy Holidays

Binx

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Hi everyone! I’ve been debating and struggling with myself for the past couple of weeks about whether I should do Blogmas this year or not. I thought 25 days of blog posts was a bit intimidating so I compromised and I will be doing 12 days instead. People who do 12 days start on the 2nd of December and post every other day. I think this is a good place for me to start and maybe next year I will be able to do a full 25 days of Blogmas.

Why Blogmas?

Last year I really loved seeing so many Christmassy blog posts and YouTube videos (for Vlogmas). When I was little I used to love Christmas-time so much! It was a time for family, food and fun.

Over the years I began to feel more distant and stopped seeing the joy in the holidays. I lost both my Grandma’s and they were a big part of Christmas for me. However, I know they would want us all to still be able to find happiness in this time that they loved so much, and their souls will be watching over us.

I really want to make an effort to rediscover parts of my inner child and simultaneously figure out what kind of protagonist I want to be in my life’s story. This is the first holiday in the past two years where I don’t have anything work-related to do. After exams I will be free as a bird to focus on getting my life together and figuring out what is important to me.

I think that Blogmas is a perfect way to encourage myself to do more writing and blogging – two things that I love but don’t seem to do enough of.

Yule and Winter Solstice

Now, I have to admit that I have been struggling with religion and spirituality for quite some time and this also had a degree of influence over my struggles with Christmas. I’m not quite ready to discuss this part of my life in detail yet, but maybe one day I’ll share this with you all.

Even so, Christmas and Yule have similar traditions even though they are seemingly rooted in different religions. It is something I have always been curious about, but that’s a story for a different day.

I am not often in the Northern Hemisphere for these holidays and I will be returning to the South for the festivities with family, but so far I have been enjoying the cooler weather. Sadly, it doesn’t snow in Dubai but the weather is really lovely and I’m glad that I’ll be staying for most of winter (I’ll be in SA for around 15 days).

Expectations

Now for those of you who are new to the world of Blogmas, here are a few things you can expect from me and this series:

• Everything I love about Christmas and Yule
• Favourite Christmassy movies
• Favourite Christmassy books and stories
• Favourite holiday foods
• Myths and legends surrounding this time of year
• Book tags
• Holiday tags
• Some recipes
• Anything else I can think to write about

I will also be continuing my yoga challenge on my Journal Blog, along with My Butterfly Effect. So if you follow both of my blogs, you’ll be sick of me by the end of the month. Daily writing has been so much fun and it really is true what they say – if you show up at your desk everyday you will write. It might not always be something good, but that’s what editing is for!

To Be Continued

These posts will probably not be as long as my usual posts, but I’ll cut myself some slack because I have never attempted to blog this much in a month before. It is a goal of mine to get a posting schedule up and to spend a lot more time on this space, because it means so much to me and I am so happy that I started this blog after months and months of self-doubt. Now I finally have the time to get everything figured out before another busy year starts. Luckily my university only kicks off at the end of February next year, so I have plenty of time (Note to self- finish your exams this week first Bianca!).

Now I know this is technically the 4th of December when I’m writing this, but I will be back-dating it to just keep myself sane. Expect a post from me on all the even days of the month. I might even decide to extend it past Christmas itself, you never know.

I hope you will enjoy going on this journey with me!

Happy Holidays

Binx

PS Let me know if you’re doing Blogmas and leave a link! I’d love to read your posts.

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Back-story

First, let me give a little backstory on my history with planning.

I had never really been someone who consistently used planners until I got to university. There I started using my Typo diaries instead of just lugging them around like a pretty accessory. I couldn’t get by with doing assignments the day before or quickly rushing off homework during lunch, like I used to at school. There was simply too much to do.

So after a while of using Typo diaries I somehow managed to get sucked into the world of Planners on YouTube. The rainbows of stationery and notebooks were too much to resist. I desperately wanted to be a part of that elite club of people who called themselves Planners. I was getting my life in order, so why not make it pretty too?

Perfectionism is the satin-lined casket of creativity and originality.

I ended up desperately wanting a Life Planner so I got one on my trip to America in 2016. It was gorgeous and exactly what I wanted. Or so I thought.

The planner didn’t last too long after that. There were stickers and tabs and so much going on, that it was half too pretty for me to actually use. I stresses out about every sticker placement and whether my handwriting was going to ruin it. The Life Planner was enormous and clunky and even needed a special case. The layout was too rigid and small and it just didn’t work as well as the slim, bound journal that I was used to.

Bujo nouveau

Here is where the Bullet Journal made it’s first appearance. I came across Ryder Carroll’s video about the concept and I was immediately intrigued. What followed was a whirlwind of everything from Pinterest to Boho Berry. I didn’t think I could start a Bullet Journal but on a whim I did it anyway. In the first week of January 2017, I embarked on my Bullet Journal journey for the first time. I used a regular Buffalo Notebook that was similar to the Diaries I was used to and I wrote down everything I could remember from those bullet journal videos I had watched so many months ago. The bound notebook suited me better than the ring-bound Life Binder that eventually lay forgotten, as I enjoyed exploring my new-found toy.

I fell in love with the adventures that every blank page brought with it. I soon realised that I had been making Collections in notebooks for years but in a highly disorganised fashion. By putting them into my bullet journal I could keep track of my ever-changing thoughts and make to-do lists that I actually wanted to complete. I had extra room for my university schedule and I didn’t feel bad about skipping a week by accident. I tried new spreads and began to practice hand-lettering. My love for stationery grew and so did my taste for expensive notebooks.

I was officially in love with bullet journaling and I wanted more. I purchased lettering pens and even received my first fountain pen as a gift. I wanted to write in cursive again and I practiced every single day. After filling up my second consecutive Buffalo Journal, I wanted to try out the dot-grid books that everyone had been raving about on the internet. I ordered a purple Leuchtturm1917 and I was over the moon when it arrived at my doorstep. Those little dots on the irresistibly smooth pages are so satisfying and I don’t know how I managed without them. Everything automatically just looks better too.

Obsession and overload

For this new notebook I wanted everything to be perfect. I planned out my pages in pencil and I stuck sticky-notes to mark where my collections were to go.  I became obsessed with how my bullet journal looked. I wanted to post pictures and videos online, and I couldn’t let anything be ugly or rough-looking.

Every month I had to have: a cover page, a quote, a colour scheme, a monthly layout, identical weekly spreads. Eventually, my bullet journal ended up looking like a hand-drawn planner that you can buy in a store. In-between all this I also discovered digital planning and it opened up a whole new world. I could copy and paste picture from the internet whenever I pleased. I could use a font to type out headings and save time with hand-lettering. The undo button is a life saver too. But what of my paper journal you ask?

I still kept drawing out spreads every month, but my weekly pages became smaller and I used it to keep track of important deadlines. My to-dos had all moved to my digital planner. Eventually it started looking like a Typo diary and I stopped wanting to put in the effort of drawing out these pages every month. There’s no point when I can simply buy one in the store.

Funny, the damage a silly little book can do…

This all lead to some kind of panic response. I didn’t want to give up my bullet journal but I still wanted to but a diary and keep using my digital journal. But then I couldn’t decide which kind of diary I wanted to buy for 2019 so I wanted to test out different planning methods in the meantime. I bought a cheap book to write down my daily schedule and I kept using my regular bujo for my deadlines. I also wrote down monthly to-dos in my bujo and used my digital planner for monthly planning, weekly scheduling and daily to-dos. This probably sounds confusing and even I don’t know what I’m saying anymore, so you can see why I started panicking.

I couldn’t keep track of everything I had to do and where I was writing what. I was back to being all over the place again and my mental health was suffering. Just from changing up my planning routine. Who would’ve thought.

Remebering

Then a couple of weeks ago I came across my very first bullet journal and I remembered why I started and how I felt. I want to go back to not caring about the aesthetic side of things or planning out a perfect layout. I want to stop bullet journaling, because what I am doing right now is not bullet journaling. I have lost my way and I desperately want to find it again.

I will do this by starting over. I recently got my hands on The Bullet Journal Method by the original creator of the Bullet Journal system. I am hoping that after reading this book in the next few weeks I will rediscover the beauty of bullet journaling and be able to start anew.

Wish me luck

xoxo

Binx Thinx

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Wait. Can it be? It is. There is the first paragraph. It’s very possibly utter nonsense but it’s a paragraph just the same. Here is the second paragraph and it’s like it’s forming itself. Add to that the fact that it’s more than I’ve written the whole week and it’s a job well done. These past two months I have been rereading Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert and I’ve also been listening to her podcast Magic Lessons.

As I’m writing this, I’m listening to the last six minutes of the very last Magic Lesson, and I am still stunned by some of the conversations that I have had the absolute privilege to be privy to. My soul is so moved every single time I come across these little parts of magic in the world and I am eternally grateful that I am alive in the midst of the Technology Age. The fact that I can listen to intimate conversations between some of my biggest role models is just so completely unbelievable and simultaneously awe inspiring.

I read the book for the first time about two years ago and I absolutely loved it. About one quarter into the book I started dating someone who didn’t exactly agree with Ms Gilbert’s views on creativity and ideas. He was a creative spirit too, but he approached the creative process in a drastically different way. He thrived on pain – the classic tortured-artist.  After that and a few other events in my life, my approach to creativity took a turn. I produced a lot of work that unintentionally let my emotions seep through. Emotions I didn’t even realise I was having until I reread my words and read between the lines. What they say about writing revealing hidden truths is scary in its accuracy.

I just deleted two paragraphs that were going off on a tangent after rereading them. I do this in normal conversation a lot and I wish there was a delete button for that too sometimes. That is part of the beauty of writing – the ability to edit your work. You can erase whole sentences or pages before they break free into the world. I caught myself just before I headed down that familiar road of reveling in melancholy. I’d like to try the road-less-traveled this time ’round instead. This is another reason why I have been loving the book and podcast so much. Looking at it all again after two years with a new perspective has really made an enormous difference in my mindset and my desire to create. Focusing on writing instead of being a writer is my new strategy.

This stems from one of the many helpful little nuggets of inspiration that Ms Gilbert leaves in her wake. She encourages her ‘students’ to write, even if it’s bad, because a bad page can be edited but a blank one cannot. This has stuck with me for the past few days and I have been itching to write something down, even it it turns out to be complete rubbish. You are currently reading the final product and it’s not a blank page, so I’d say it’s been mildly successful.

This has turned into a partial review of the book and podcast, and that was not my intention. Recently I have not been writing reviews as I began to feel creatively-stifled. I don’t really see myself as a book reviewer. I book reader and amateur writer yes, but I don’t particularly enjoy reviewing them. I don’t think I’ve had enough experience writing to be comfortable enough to critique the work of successful authors, so I feel like what I do is more of a reflection than an actual review. So I decided to stop reviewing books  for now and just read them instead, because that is what I love about them after-all. The journeys they take me on to different realms, and the people they allow me to meet or morph into. In the midst of rereading my childhood favourites I realised I had surpassed my reading goal for the year and I have nearly doubled it.

The last bit of advice I would like to thank Ms Gilbert for is this: write for yourself not for others. Essentially she tells you to write the story you need to tell, not the story you think others need to hear. When I heard this I immediately saw this in myself. I had been trying to think of things to write that other people would want to read, and it was making me anxious and miserable. I had ideas about posts that I thought people would want to read, but I’d just never get around to writing them. I’d rather write nonsense sentences full of metaphors that make absolutely no sense to anyone, than stress over a schedule and try alliterate my posts according to the day of the week. Unless I end up really wanting to write something, I won’t try force it.

Okay, I lied, here is the last part. She emphasises the importance of showing up for your writing otherwise inspiration will only every reach you in bursts here and there, or maybe even once and then never again. Dedication is as important as inspiration, if not more. So here is my attempt at dedication to my craft. I will continue to show up to an empty page and write until I have something that is editable or delete-able, just as long as I continue to write.

What are your thoughts on creativity and inspiration? I’d love to start a discussion about it.

Until the next blank page.

xoxo

Binx

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Here are her 7 tips on how to study from home:

Hello Again

I am almost done with my second year of university, wow this year went super-fast. For the past two years, I have been studying from home. I wouldn’t call it studying online since all my work is in physical books and papers and I write my exams at an exam venue with a pen and a paper. The only thing I do online is submit my assignments, check my marks and read university related emails from lecturers and e-tutors. So, you could technically say I am doing the grown-up version of homeschooling.

I am accountable for all my assignments being submitted on time and learning all my work by myself since I don’t go to classes where my work is explained to me. I have to make sure I give myself sufficient time to work through all my textbooks. So, I thought I would share some tips on how I successfully study from home and give myself the opportunity to do as well as I possibly can. Of course, all these tips could be used with any kind of study whether you attend classes or not.

1. Schedule

Daily routines and daily schedules are very important. If you don’t have a daily routine it becomes very easy to procrastinate and just not get to all your work. I, for example, set out to do my work/studies between 9am and 12pm. I make it a goal of mine to be at my desk, already dressed and done with breakfast, ready to work. The great thing about studying from home is that you can make your own schedule that works for you and your lifestyle and obligations.

2. Planning

This is an essential step because without planning it is very easy to fall behind and then panic at the last minute. The first thing I do is write all my assignment due dates and my exam dates into my diary (see number 4) so that I have a visual reference to when they all need to be done. I then plan when I am going to get these assignments done, and no I don’t mean two days before each one is due. I personally like to give myself at least a two week break between my assignments and when I start studying for my exams. I find that breaks are very necessary for me as I have an already full packed schedule. This requires setting a due date to finishing all my assignments, which often means weeks before they are due, and making sure I get them done by that date or week I have set.  

3. Be Organised

This step is very simple. Organisation creates a clear mindset and prevents stress. Make sure you know where all your study materials are for each subject, keep everything together that needs to be together and find a system that works for you. I have plastic drawers which are rainbow coloured and each drawer has a subject label on it. That way I keep all of those subjects books in the correct drawer and anything relating to that subject. When I want to work on a specific subject, I know exactly where everything is.  

4. Planner

Getting a planner which works for you is very helpful and this might need some trial and error. I have gone through diaries, desk calendars, bullet journals and I have finally settled into digital planning which works amazingly for me. So finding a planner that works for you is key to planning success.

5. Set Goals

Setting goals and sticking to them will ensure that all your work is done when you want it to be done. You could, for example, set out to do question 1 on Monday and question 2 on Tuesday and so on. Keep yourself accountable for sticking to these goals. Remember… changing your goals is okay too. If you are having an off day or find that what you set out to accomplish cannot be done, then change your goals to work for you. This does not include laziness!

6. Use Colour

I have found that colour-coding my subjects has been so helpful because then my study schedule can consist of my calendar being coloured or highlighted, instead of the boring and tedious “study this subject on this week”. It makes everything more fun and aesthetically pleasing and make having to study just that little bit more bearable.

7. Study Techniques

Use study methods that work for you. I can’t tell you how to study because everyone’s brains work differently and everyone studies different. Find a method such as highlighting, making notes, making summaries or any other technique that works best for your brain. Personally, I highlight the important parts in my textbooks and study guides because my brain loves colour. I sometimes make notes, although my notes mostly include summaries of whole sections and lists! It’s always nice to have everything on page as an overview. I also make sure to work through past papers because they are extremely helpful in getting an idea of what your exams will look like.  

Although studying from home is not for everybody, I love it and I am so grateful that I get to have this lifestyle which enables me to live my dreams such as being a (kind of professional) Spanish dancer and being able to make the most of the opportunities I get. It also allows me time to work so that I can earn some money and save up for things such as travelling and of course the many expenses that come with being a dancer. I honestly love my lifestyle and the hard work always pays off!  

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I have always been drawn to the moon and I become enraptured by the enchantment of the night sky. The stars are sorely missed here in the city, where we rarely have the fortune of the sky being clear enough to gaze upon them. The artificial light and dust acts as a shield, and the playful stars enjoy their game of hide-and-seek.

During my time at home I found myself gazing at the heavens more than once. Tracing the saturation with my eyelashes. All the while getting back in tune with my inner-dialogue. Over the past five years I had grown to detest my inner voice and would do everything in my power to drown it out. It felt good to finally listen to it again after all this time. So much of my time has been wasted away with one distraction after another. I was alive but not truly living.

Day-Dreamer, Night-Thinker

This wrestling with solitude, and the clarification of introspection, has brought many of my latent issues to light. My sleep schedule for one.

I have a love-hate relationship with sleep. She and I have not been very kind to one another in the slightest. It is one of my many struggles that I have only recently acknowledged as being potentially problematic. I want nothing more than to fall asleep early, and yet the angst follows me to my bed. This has lead to much tossing and turning. At one point I even gave myself panic attacks due to my fear of the precipice that lies between asleep and awake. It also has something to do with nighttime, because I am perfectly capable of napping without a problem during the day.

This is a recurring problem in Dubai. For some reason I find it much easier to fall asleep at a decent time back home in SA. After a couple of therapy sessions, we established that many of my thought processes are irrational. Essentially, this is a huge part of anxiety. This is what happens when I lie in bed by myself and I’m not completely exhausted. I have time to think about whatever I wish, and my thoughts have become used to their path of negativity.

They follow the same patterns without second-guessing themselves, as I have allowed this to continue for so long. I have not always identified my irrational thoughts for what they are. Thus, I could not attempt to steer them into a more positive direction. I think this stems from my initial homesickness when I first arrived in Dubai. The addition of WiFi as a distraction didn’t help matters.

I became reliant on technology to lull me to sleep. Now I am doing my darnedest to rectify the situation and wean myself off the techno-lullaby and phony-fireworks.

My therapist also encouraged me to keep a journal about my thoughts. Writing them down makes it easier to keep track and identify possible patterns that might emerge. I kept a small journal for the week I was home and I haven’t gotten back to it again since I returned to Dubai. I guess it’s time to crack open my old journal from last year and fill the remaining pages. I can’t even recall why I stopped writing in it at this point. Probably got distracted as per usual.

Night Owl Turned Early Bird

I hadn’t realised how truly uncomfortable I was with merely listening to my thoughts, until I tried having 10 minutes of silence as soon as I wake up. Without checking my phone first thing or hitting snooze and rolling back to sleep. It was unimaginably difficult to sit up and spend time analysing my natural thought process. My fingers were aching to turn on some music or a TV show. Eventually this became easier to bare and I actually began to enjoy it.

A few weeks ago I read The Miracle Morning by Hal Elrod, and I wanted nothing more than to create a morning routine and wake up before everyone in the house. I managed to do this a couple of times and I fell head over heels with the concept.

I am now in love with the stillness of a day that has just begun. It’s more satisfying to know I am awake before everyone else, rather than envying them their sleep while I stay awake to all hours trying to get all my work done. Those extra couple of hours after sunrise, to check my emails, make breakfast, clean the apartment, and read my book with a cappuccino in hand, are all deliciously guilt-free. It doesn’t make it any easier for me to drag my eyes open though. Once I sit up in bed, the rest of the routine follows suit.

I am clearly still working out the kinks but a clear mindset helps so much. I am more productive and I feel more refreshed when I have time to sort my life out before the rush of the day intrudes. It’s also an indescribable feeling to get my yoga and workout done first thing and not hating myself for the rest of the day for putting it off. My habit tracker this month is more of a scattered and segmented rainbow than an empty slate so I’ll take that as progress.

Listen. Can you hear it? The music…

My favourite movie of all time is August Rush. An interesting take on the old Oliver Twist scenario, but about a musical prodigy with a troubled past, searching for his long lost parents. It’s not really a musical in the traditional sense, but the music they make in this movie takes your breath away and brings you to tears.

August is such a pure character and I adored him instantly. After I wrote all of this, it made me think of him and how he hears music in the mundane. In a field or a crowded street. Always perfectly content to be by himself, finding the beauty in the ordinary.

August is my inspiration for the rest of my journey into discovering my own version of silence. Maybe I’ll find a little music along the way too.

Do you have struggles with sleep routines or being alone with your thoughts? Let me know and we can exchange tips!

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…kill all my Snapstreaks.

Burn Baby, Burn

For those who are blissfully unaware of the concept, a Snap-streak is a feature of the popular social media application that goes by the name of Snapchat. A streak is what you get when you and a fellow Snapchatter send each other a snapshot for three consecutive days or more.

It is indicated by the flame emoji and a number representing the amount of days you have kept your streak ‘alive’, for example 15 shows just over a fortnight of selfie-exchanges. The constant communication acts as kindling to the fire.

There are a few more emojis that you are rewarded with for different ‘achievements’ on the app. The red heart has been known to cause a breakup or two – if you catch your significant other having a “best friend” aka the-person-they-Snap-the-most-above-all-others, and it doesn’t happen to be you, it’s sure to sting a little.

This, along with the streak, is a ploy by the app-creators to get you to use their app every single day without fail. To keep your streaks alive and get all the remaining achievement emojis, you don’t have another choice. As the generation who has two lives – one being exclusively online – these tricks get us hooked. We post on Instagram for the likes and follows, Facebook for the reactions, Twitter for the retweets, and Snapchat for the streaks. We receive validation from these little icons on our devices. Who would’ve thought that these minuscule hieroglyphs could evoke such dedication in humanity?

Like Sands through the Hourglass…

Along with the dedication comes the heightened emotions. If you have done everything – and I mean everything –possible to keep a streak alive, and the other person dares to let it die… would you forgive them?

My question is, why would there even be anything to forgive? A streak that is on the verge of death is represented by an hourglass next to it. It’s a warning that you need to send a Snap as soon as possible and it can still be saved if you act quickly. This little hourglass causes much tension in our lives and we are quick to respond for fear of the backlash.

Friendships have turned into video games and our levels are shown through streaks. Losing a 100 day streak is akin to reaching the highest level on PacMan and being eaten by the last ghost. Not having WiFi for a day is equivalent to forgetting your tamagotchi at home and returning to find your ‘pet’ didn’t make it past noon. The disappointment is tangible and as the flame requires teamwork to stay alight, the person who didn’t contribute in time is quick to apologise or be shunned for their slight.

Okay, I’m exaggerating here but I’ve felt pressured to say sorry for breaking a streak and I’ve even witnessed people email Snapchat to get their streak reinstated.

One of the last straws was when a friend of mine was going through a really hard time and accidentally let our streak die. She immediately apologised and I could tell she felt awful for letting her life get in the way of our emoji. She even said she wanted to email Snapchat to get our streak back. I assured her not to worry and to take care of herself first and foremost.

I began thinking seriously about the consequences of our technology addiction, especially the possible effects on our mental health. This has not been the first time I have witnessed or even felt the side-effects of a streak dying. When you are the one to blame it immediately gets you down. If it died as a result of your own personal struggles, seeing that little flame disintegrate is just rubbing salt in the wound.

From the Ashes, We Will Rise…

So you can see, I have probably been overthinking the whole thing but I really do need a fresh start. Some time away from social media to reevaluate my priorities. I can’t count the amount of times I have seen (and sent) a Snap of something random or even just darkness, purely to save my streaks. It even happened this morning.

You all probably know that whole analogy of a tree falling, well if there’s a party and nobody Snaps it, did the party really happen? If you’re scratching your head at this, the answer is “yes, but it probably sucked”. Kidding, kidding. But on a serious note, I think we can all do with some living in the moment. Appreciating things with our eyes directly for a change, instead of through a camera lens.

I have tried detoxing from social media before *cough* Facebook *cough* and I failed miserably. My anxiety escalated so much when I deleted apps off my phone, I didn’t even last a day. Ultimately this is quite scary and I’ve slowly stopped relying on scrolling as a coping mechanism. For a long time my iPhone became my stress-toy.

I’m a fidgeter by nature and these applications became my lifeline when I couldn’t bite my fingernails or click a pen like I used to at school. I wouldn’t even absorb any of the information on the phone, I’d just compulsively open Instagram or Facebook when I felt even remotely nervous or uncomfortable, just to give my hands something to do. Then it turned into a habit that I struggled to break. A couple of times my friend has even grabbed my hand to stop me scrolling aimlessly up and down because the action was making her dizzy.

Social Media is a tool to communicate with people and to share worthwhile parts of our lives, our thoughts, and our days. I think I have been misusing this mechanism in various ways. There is so much you can learn online, everywhere from Facebook groups to Twitter threads. Buried gems of information are hidden among all the noise. It all comes down to us and how we choose to use it.

We can share memes on FB all day, or join a group that’s learning the language we’ve always wanted to. We can laugh at funny videos on YouTube for hours on end, or follow a creative tutorial to improve a skill. I’d like to be more mindful with how I use my smartphone and all its accoutrements.

So, from today I will be deleting Snapchat and keeping it off my phone for at least a week. When the week is up, I’ll reevaluate and see where it goes from there.

Has anyone else done something similar? Would you be upset if someone ended your streaks? Let me know!

Until next time,

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Binx.

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I absolutely, positively adore this book! It is one of the quaintest stories I have read in a very long time. I fell in love with the movie Secret of Moonacre years ago and I have wanted to read the book ever since, but I struggled to get my hands on it.

I eventually managed to locate an ebook version and I was finally able to read this elusive story. Naturally, it differs from the movie quite a bit but I think I love the book even more. It was written in the 1940s so some of the events are a bit old-fashioned and controversial in this day and age, so I understand why they changed some of the events for the screen adaptation.

Little Maria Merryweather is very wise for her years and stands up for what she believes in. Ultimately, this is what saves her home. Her stubborn perseverance and belief in all that is good. She trusts her intuition and it doesn’t lead her astray.

Robin was my favourite character in the movie and I love him even more in the book. For those of you who were as mad as I was about the cliffhanger in the movie, you should definitely read the book to find out if they get their happily ever after.

Ms Heliotrope also has a backstory that the movie neglected to mention, and her long lost love was left out altogether. All of the characters manage to find what they’re looking for in this cute fairytale.

I have to add though that I had to look up a handful of words in the dictionary every so often. I haven’t read many classic books lately so my vocabulary could do with a little dusting. This book has also inspired me to read more books that were written in the past and to draw inspiration from the years that have come and gone. I had forgotten how much I love books like this.

Overall, it was a quality read and I will be on the hunt for a physical copy to put in my library one day.

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I decided to read this after quite a few people in my life mentioned it to me. It is a self-development book (I’m not a fan of the term self-help for some reason), aimed at people in their twenties.

The author gives a lot of firsthand accounts of some of her clients who were in their twenties when they started seeing her for therapy. She noticed a few common threads occurring. We don’t take our twenties as seriously as we should and underestimate the role they play in our life.

Too many people see it as a time to mess around and have fun, leaving their thirties before getting serious about relationships and jobs. What we don’t realise is that our twenties is the time when we develop a lot of our patterns and habits that will influence us for the rest of our lives.

Our brains are still developing and it is the best time for us to start implementing positive changes and learning to make better decisions. If we wait until our thirties, we will be out of time to take things slowly and everything will happen all at once.

She emphasises the importance of networking and being mindful of all our choices along the way. Even when dating, we shouldn’t settle, otherwise, we might end up settling into marriage and divorce. Everything from your career to your relationship forms in your twenties and it is the ideal time to start deciding which direction you want to go to.

Overall, I’m glad I decided to read this book as it gave me a lot to think about. Incidentally, it reminded me of a few things that my mother has said to me over the years, just phrased in a different manner.

It has also sparked a bit of flame under me and I am a lot more motivated to chase what I want from life. Your future is in your hands and you have the tools to achieve your dreams if you put your mind to it.

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I absolutely adored this book. I listened to the audiobook which was narrated by Carrie herself and it was wonderful.

She is such a funny and quirky person and her perspective on her career was so interesting. I remember the first time my dad made me watch Star Wars with him and this book brought back so many fond memories of when I was young.

Everything from how she became an actress to how she found herself on the set of Star Wars and her relationship with Harrison. She discusses the little things that later defined her, like her twin buns which took countless hairstyles to find the right one.

We don’t often get to hear the artist’s perspective on movies that we love and the characters they played that we adore. She was a very talented actor and writer and she is missed by us all.

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A couple of days ago I realised that I had started this blog in June 2016. That means that I have officially been a blogger for 2 years now. I can honestly say it doesn’t feel like so much time has passed me by. I keep thinking I have more of it than I actually do. I’m already in the middle of another trimester at uni.

Looking back on where I was two years ago is like looking at someone else’s life entirely. I was in South Africa during my 5-month long summer holiday, enjoying winter in the Southern Hemisphere. Currently, I am at a completely new university on the other side of Dubai and here they don’t give us that lovely long break. Instead, we are halfway through our summer trimester. And let me tell you, summer in the UAE is no joke.

Life has been a rollercoaster since that freezing winter/summer holiday which then turned into a perpetual summer with no escape. I haven’t really thought much about how I’ve changed over the past two years in much detail. However, when I went and reread some of my very first posts on this blog I was very intrigued by the changes I saw. I remember that I was so excited to start this writing journey and I spontaneously found a few creative ways to tell my tale.

For those of you who have been reading my rambles since the beginning, you will know that I started out as Fireberry and only later decided to morph into Binx Thinx. I spent some time at my new university learning about social media presence and some things that bloggers should apparently be aware of. I quickly felt like I wasn’t in my comfort zone anymore. Blogs weren’t what I was doing. They were more like articles or reviews that helped people with something. At least that is what I assumed from what they were teaching us. Bloggers were social influencers and they developed followings and they had professional photographers and so much more. It was suddenly very intimidating, especially here in Dubai where many people can afford all the luxuries in the world.

I became very unsure of myself and what I had to say. I didn’t know there were so many criteria that had to be fulfilled when I started writing in the middle of the night, cuddled up in pyjamas on the couch, introducing my thoughts to the internet for the first time. Had I made a mistake? I took a look around and decided No. This was my little space in the world to talk about what’s on my mind. That’s all. It didn’t have to be anything else or for anyone else.

Additional chapters

Somewhere along the lines, I dabbled in poetry and fell in love. I wrote a few poems on here and then when I decided to make a corresponding Instagram account, my poetry followed suit. It’s a fun way to tell a story or let go of what’s on my mind without needing to be so direct about it. There can be hidden meanings in my poems and I’ll be the only one who ever knows what they really are. I was having fun.

Then we get to what I really want to be doing. Writing stories. I still have a bit of a fear when it comes to prose. It is quite an intimidating environment and one I have always desperately wanted to join but ultimately been too afraid to take the leap. I wrote one story for a challenge and it is now in a book. Other than that, I haven’t gotten past developing characters and brief plot ideas. There is still something holding me back and I don’t want it to anymore.

Nevertheless, my desire for novel writing ended up leading me back to the realm of the bookworms. When I was younger I devoured books and then suddenly my appetite changed and I was lured in by social drama and media. I’m ecstatic that I made my way back to reading again. I started to review books too and reflecting on them in a more tangible way has assisted me in looking at the stories from a different perspective. My inner book lover also made her way to my Instagram account and suddenly I developed a style of photography that spoke to my heart. I have always loved my books and the visual representation of what I have been reading turned into something beautiful.

Lose Myself Again

Sometimes I feel like I’m a pretender and don’t deserve the titles of blogger, writer, or poet. I guess I just need to do a little more of it all so that eventually the names flow off the tongue effortlessly. There is a lot I have been too hesitant to include in my writing, and simultaneously it was consuming my mind and my life. The written word brings clarity to the confusion and it was easy to hide away beneath my covers and turn the laptop away from me. Familiar excuses are eager to lead me to distractions and illusions while the words continue to toss and turn in my head, causing sleepless nights and dozing days.

A lot has happened in my life over the past few years, and not enough has happened in my writing. I lost myself in life and love and now I would like to lose myself in words and writing. I don’t regret my journey that has lead me here, on the contrary, I have learned so much about myself and countless other parts of this rollercoaster we call life. Looking back can sometimes seem a little blurry because every second takes us into the future but it is necessary to think about the past on occasion and to make better decisions if history is inclined to repeat itself for some or other reason.

I hope the next two years of my blogging and self-discovery will be even more fruitful than the first two. Even with all my doubts, I have so many people who support and love me and who have encouraged me to continue writing and learning. I cannot even begin to express how grateful I am for you. I’m excited for things to come, and I hope you are too.

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This is a coming of age story told through poetry. This is what initially drew me towards this book.

I listened to the audiobook and it was a lot more dramatic to hear the words vs reading them. It is like X is right there, telling you her story. The pacing and emphasis make a huge difference to how the words impact you.

Overall, the story is a bit predictable but discusses very relatable topics for girls everywhere. From her first boyfriend with overprotective parents to struggling with religion. All the themes are pretty universal and I really enjoyed it.

X deals with her struggles and eventually, it all works out. Our generation and the newer ones grew up in an environment that is very different from our parents’, so naturally, we will butt heads with our mothers at one time or another.

This book is an inspiration to any aspiring poet and a very interesting read.

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I absolutely adored this book and all the little stories!

Finally, Simon gets to be a part of the Shadowhunters and this is his journey through the newly reopened Shadowhunter Academy. He is a war hero who cannot remember how he became one. He is back to being his old geeky self before Clary saw Jace on that fateful day at Pandemonium.

He has always felt like an outsider, even when he was a vampire and part of the Downworld, he never truly belonged with his best friend Clary. Now with all of his experiences and memories slowly returning he is in a key position to influence the thoughts of a new era of Shadowhunters.

I love how he creates an impact on everyone’s lives and their prejudices slowly change and become more inclusive. Simon is one of the best things to happen to the Shadowhunters, and they better know it.

I finished this book in about 3 days because I was hooked from the start and couldn’t wait to find out if Simon would get his memories back and succeed at becoming a Shadowhunter, finding his way back to Izzy and Clary.

This is one of my favourite books in the series hands down.

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Cassy Clare certainly knows how to write good endings. So far, all the last books in her trilogies have been my favourites, and it is definitely true with City of Heavenly Fire too.

Finally, Clary and Jace are together again, even if there is still the obstacle of the Heavenly Fire standing in their way. They manage to defeat their enemies with a trip to a hell dimension on their resumes to boot.

We are introduced to Emma Carstairs and Julian Blackthorn and I have heard rumours that the next trilogy is about them. I am looking forward to seeing how they grow and what their futures hold after such tragic beginnings.

The only unhappy-ending belongs to Simon and Isabelle, but I am sure it will not remain that way for long.

Overall, I do feel that some of the things that happened in the books were a bit unnecessary, but it is a good series and I enjoyed the interaction between the characters from different time frames. We also find out how Jem is cured and finds his way back to Tessa in Clockwork Princess. She is still one of my absolute favourite characters in the Shadowhunter world.

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Franny Banks is an aspiring actress who doesn’t see her worth. She makes a few wrong turns while attempting to follow her dreams before her deadline.

I really loved this book. It is contemporary fiction and you really fall in love with the characters and their journey. Franny is so relatable, even to someone whose dream isn’t to be an actress. I have a different dream but sometimes I also feel like it’s unattainable.

Franny doesn’t see how talented she really is and ends up making a few choices that go against her gut, eventually playing a role in her own life as well as on screen. She pretends to be something she is not, in an attempt to fit in to this world she so desperately wants to belong to.

She eventually realizes how much she has been undervaluing herself, and she listens to her heart to make some better decisions.

I hope we can hear more about Franny’s life in a sequel soon.

I truly love everything Lauren Graham has produced and I am aching for more.

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Okay, so it has been quite some time since I have put my thoughts into words. Last month I turned 22 and it sent me into a bit of an existential spiral – so please forgive my lack of postings.

Ever since the week before my birthday I have been having a lot of thoughts about my progress in life. It all seemed to be tumbling down around me and suddenly I was going to be aging rapidly and my life would be over before I knew it. I started to worry about finishing university and getting a job. I was afraid my parents would want me to get married and have kids very soon, and I don’t even have a boyfriend right now. It was as if I was Jenna in 13 Going on 30.  A child in the body of an adult, and I had wished to be grown up, not knowing everything that entailed. Down the rabbit hole indeed.

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(For those of you who haven’t seen the movie – it’s one of my favourite rom-coms and it has a  lesson or two.)

There are three hundred and sixty four days when you might get unbirthday presents, and only one for birthday presents, you know.  – Lewis Carol

 

Unbirthdays

To think that something as insignificant as a date on the calendar could send my brain into such an overdrive. I am thankful for my little episode though. Even though I was highly stressed out, I managed to learn a lot about myself in the process. I realized that every single day marked time passing and my birthday just meant that another 365 days have been spent since I have been alive. Every new day has just as much significance and possibilities for change as the next. Just because I am 22 doesn’t mean that I have to do anything I’m not ready for. I am perfectly okay with the pace of my life.

Taylor Swift – 22

For the past 3 months, I have been doing a lot of university work and finishing my TEFL course. Currently, I have 2 assignments for uni, 2 for TEFL, 2 quizzes and 2 exams to finish in the next 2 weeks. So this is a bit of a cheeky blog break, but I had a few things on my mind so why not write about it. This is something I do want to do more – blogging without feeling guilty or like I’m wasting my time. Writing is something that is important to me too, and it’s not a waste of time – I’m only 22 and I have plenty of time.

Through The Looking Glass

I can spend hours on social media depressing myself by comparing myself to others. Girls I went to school with are pregnant or married. Girls younger than me have successful careers and businesses. It is easy to forget that social media shows only a scratch on the surface. It doesn’t show the all-nighters or the panic attacks in the elevators or the heartbreaks or the eating disorders or anything else they don’t want you to see. Nobody has a perfect life without the sweat and tears it took to get there – and even then they have bad days.

I am focussing on finishing this degree and getting a job. I’m also working on an exciting project and maintaining a blog and planning a book and learning French and reading books and I can go on. I am making progress. There is so much I want to do and I spend too much time worrying about not having enough time to do it in, instead of actually doing it all. Sometimes everything gets a bit much. I am inclined to become overwhelmed when I have too much on my plate and then everything becomes a bit topsy-turvy.

I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then. – Lewis Carol

Pink – Just Like Fire

Everyone’s journey is different and so are their struggles. Comparing your journey to someone else’s does you no good, especially when it comes to your mental health and just a general peace of mind. There are so many ways to keep yourself going, you just need to find the right motivation for you. I’ve really enjoyed spending time with my friends and focussing on things I love like reading in my free time. Spending time with people has also lead to a series of thought-provoking conversations – often in the middle of the night – which have given me a kickstart in some aspects. My new puppies have also helped a lot in keeping my spirits up and staying active. Running after them has kept me quite busy. Having little beings who rely on me to take care of them is a massive responsibility, and a rather large wake-up call to take care of myself too.

We’re All Mad Here

Lately, I have been finding more people who inspire me. One of my relatively recent role-models is Zoella. She is someone who has achieved her own version of a perfect life with a lot of hard work. She has a successful career on YouTube and bestselling books and beauty and lifestyle ranges. It all started with her making videos in her room. At the time she probably never imagined her passion for making videos would lead to the life she is currently living. Even so, she still struggles with anxiety and panic attacks and she is often quite forthcoming with how she handles it and she and her boyfriend Alfie both see therapists weekly. They make an effort to take care of their mental wellbeing.

A fanmade video about Zoella.

This is something I genuinely admire and find inspirational. At the time of my existential crisis, I let even this freak me out. I was suddenly comparing my progress to hers and feeling adamant that I would never be as successful as she is at 28. That’s only 6 years away after all. And what have I done in the past 6 years?

You are never too old to set a new goal, or dream a new dream. – C.S. Lewis

When I thought about it, I actually discovered I had achieved a great deal. I moved schools, learned at least 3 new styles of dance, started learning French, graduated from high school, moved to Dubai, stopped dancing, started university, discovered a love for yoga, moved to a different university, started bullet journaling, started blogging, started writing again, made a LOT of new friends, and I can go on.  To some people that might not seem like much, but to me, it is quite a lot. There were a lot of ups and downs and lot of times where I just wanted to give up and drop out. But I pushed through.

In the next 6 years, I am perfectly capable of achieving a lot too. It will just be at my own pace and on a different path to anyone else’s. And that’s okay. I am happy with my journey and I am confident that I will meet more wonderful and inspiring people along the way.  A week or so ago I watched a TEDTalk by Dottie James and I fell in love. She is one of my most recent role models and I absolutely adore her. If you have the time, here is her TEDTalk on success.

For anyone feeling down about where they are right now, just take a couple of minutes to think about what you’ve done in the past couple of years and you might be surprised at what you find. Never stop chasing your dreams and just get up and go for it.

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Am I the only one who is completely obsessed with Gilmore Girls? No? Didn’t think so. It is one of my absolute favourite tv shows.

After listening to this audiobook, read by Lauren herself, I am really tempted to rewatch the whole show (after my exams I definitely will). She speaks just as quickly as she does in the show and I missed Lorelai terribly.

This is an autobiographic book and it is so interesting to hear how Lauren came to Stars Hollow and everything before and after. She shares tidbits from her childhood and her journey as an actor.

If you haven’t seen Gilmore Girls yet, drop everything and watch it immediately! Then read this book. In that order. It’s a very quick read and it’s a lovely expereince.

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My sister has been begging me to listen to these audiobooks for the longest time. And I am very glad that she kept hounding me about it because I love this book.

Everyone knows I’m a sucker for fairytales and adaptions, and this is a perfect new world that interacts with fairytale characters.

Alex and Connor are relatable pre-teens and they find their way to the Land of Stories. They have their share of adventures and I would be lying if I said I didn’t envy them for it.

It reminds me of the tv series Once Upon a Time in that it allows real world people to interact with fairytale characters and essentially there are different realms – one where magic exists and our world.

Chris did an excellent job of making the characters his own and he created a very intricate fantasy world where they interact. I can’t wait to see what they get up to in the rest of the series.

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This is a companion book for the Shadowhunters universe. The Codex is mentioned whenever a new or inexperienced Shadowhunter pops up.

The book is spruced up a bit with notes from Clary, Simon and Jace peppered throughout. They also add some of their opinions and some updates to what the Codex says. Some of it is a bit inaccurate for those of us who have read the Infernal Devices, but it makes sense that the Clave would want to keep that information to themselves in case a Codex fell into Demon hands.

Overall not the most exciting read but it adds to the universe. Most of the information is set up like a textbook and there is no real storyline, so eventually, it does become a bit tedious to get through.

It contains in-depth information on everything from the different kinds of demons and weapons, up to names of important angels. Everything a Shadowhunter in training could need. If you are a hard-core fan, it is most likely already in your collection.

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I’m sure I’m not the only one who spends countless hours on Netflix, YouTube, Facebook, Instagram, SnapChat, and even Twitter. The lure of social media and other distractions is becoming a real problem in today’s society. None of this helps us be more productive.

I can vaguely remember a time before smartphones where I always finished my homework and read a book every other day. Technology addiction is a reality and it’s up to us to police ourselves and develop some self-control.

Now that SnapChat isn’t the only app with Stories that we compulsively have to check (like come on.. WhatsApp stories too? Seriously? It’s not necessary -_-) it’s become a lot trickier to extract ourselves from our electronic devices.

When I started to fall behind at University, I decided I had to figure out some strategies to get more work done and cut down on my time-wasting.

Here are some ways to get more work done and be more productive:

1. Make a Schedule for Yourself

Plan out a rough idea of your week and fill in what you know you will be doing. For example, I have university classes on Sundays and Mondays. I blocked off the time I know I’ll be in class.

Next, give yourself a wake-up and a bedtime that is the same every day. It’s important to have a consistent sleep schedule and get enough sleep overall.

Block off some time for your morning and evening routines. If this includes exercise or yoga, it might be a little longer.

Mark off your meal times, and then see what you have left. Block off some time where you will spend on your homework, studies or assignments. This can also be the same amount of time every day.

It’s better to consistently work every day, rather than procrastinate the whole weekend and then struggle the night before a deadline. Ideally, for a full-time university student, you should be spending 40 – 45 hours per week on your studies to cover all your work.

When you think you’ve sectioned off sufficient time for work, look at what’s left over and designate this as your time to relax, watch series, or whatever else you like to do for fun.

If you spend enough time during the week on your work, you’ll find that you have a day or two to spare on the weekend where you don’t have to work.

Now all you have to do is put your schedule somewhere that you will see it, and stick to it. After a while, you will get used to your new routine and you’ll feel much better while you’re scrolling through Facebook, knowing you had a productive day and finished that assignment two days early.

2. Invest in a Planner

Planners are one of the best ways to track and manage how productive you have been over time.

Whether you have a diary, a Bullet Journal (any notebook) or even just a desk calendar. Basically, anything where you can write down everything from your appointments to your homework.

It is extremely helpful to your productivity levels when you write down everything you have to do, and when it has to be done. This way you can effectively plan how much time you need to complete a task.

As soon as you get your deadlines or appointment, write them down. This way you will have a visual reminder of when you need to be prepared and you can plan in advance. This is especially helpful during exam season.

For instance, if you have an assignment due and a movie-date on the day before, you will know you need to have your assignment finished at least 2 days before it’s due or risk canceling the date or missing the deadline.

Planning has become an art form. People all over the world have made planning more fun for themselves by including colours, pictures, stickers, washi tape, drawing, paint and much more.

WARNING: This may result in you becoming completely obsessed with purchasing stationery and stickers.

3. Prioritise Your To-Do List

Having a to-do list for every day gives you a focus on what you need to get done and keeps you productive.

Prioritising according to Must Do’s and Try To Do is another strategy which helps you determine what is most important. Try to have 3 things that you have to get done for each day and do them first.

If you make these the unpleasant tasks that you don’t really want to do, you’ll get them out of the way and then you are free to do your more enjoyable tasks afterward.

This way you won’t have to worry and dread doing the unpleasant task tomorrow, and it will be finished before its deadline.

You’ll also have the satisfaction of crossing off everything you had to do, and you have a visual reminder of how much you achieved on a particular day or week.

4. Have a Specific Location for Working

Doing your homework on your bed is extremely bad for your productivity levels. Your brain associates your bed with sleeping and relaxing, so you won’t feel very motivated to do your work.

If possible, have an area in your house or room where you only focus on work. A study or even just a desk in your room is the perfect place.

This way you will know when you sit down at your desk or walk into your study, that now it is time to get some work done. It will be much easier to concentrate and stay focused.

Make your work environment a place where you want to be. Motivational pictures and quotes do wonders for your mood.

Keep your bed and other areas for relaxing only. You’ll sleep better and feel better too (and your back will thank you).

5. Reward Yourself

We all like to have some fun every now and then, so make sure to plan some rewards for yourself for when your work is done and you think that you’ve been sufficiently productive.

Every day, if you’ve consistently completed all your work, reward yourself with some TV or movie time. Have a cookie or piece of chocolate after every chapter of your readings. Wait to buy that new jacket until you’ve finished and submitted your assignment. Give yourself a manicure when you’re done studying for your exams a week in advance.

Whatever you choose, your brain will associate working with rewards and you’ll want to do more work (even if it’s just to think of new ways to reward yourself).

Let me know if you have any more ways that help you be more productive when it comes to getting your work done at home.

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I absolutely loved this book!

This was an audiobook read by the author, and it made it so much more personal to me to hear her read her own words aloud. Even more so because Lilly is a YouTuber and I have become accustomed to her voice and her humour, which made hearing her read the book such a special experience.

The book is sort of a self-help and motivation book. It is really great advice from a successful person and people of any age can benefit from reading it.

As soon as I finished the audiobook, I wanted a copy of the book itself. I paged through one in a store the other day and it is a really beautiful and colourful piece of art.

Our generation especially can do with following her advice in many areas. She also includes some of her personal experiences and some memories of when she was in a bad place or depressed. This adds to the relatability and makes it even more inspirational.

All in all, a fabulous read.

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I know I’m a bit late in bidding adieu to the year that has passed. It is over a month into the new one already. I really need to do something about this whole punctuality business. Or perhaps I’ve been a little bit in denial.

I’m late, I’m late. For a very important date. No time to say “Hello”. Goodbye. I’m late, I’m late, I’m late. – The White Rabbit

2017 was something alright. Full to the brim of lessons learned, heartbreaks galore, body art, unexpected achievements and even an injury or two. All that and more.

I’ve never seen the point in having regrets, so I don’t feel bad about past occurrences – or at least I try not to. I’m a firm believer that everything happens for a reason, even if it’s not how we expect or what we want. In the end, we can only be thankful for the journey because there is no final destination in this adventure we call life.

The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams – Eleanor Roosevelt

 In 2017 I witnessed how pain changes people. Some people let it knock them further down until they don’t know how to get up anymore. Others use it to rise to greater heights than they have ever reached before. It made me want to be one of the risers too. We eventually don’t realize how much of our pain becomes self-inflicted, purely by our mindset and how it deteriorates. Thought patterns can be manipulated and evolve to become what you want them to be. It requires a bit of sweat and tears and a lot of commitment to yourself and finding your happiness. It doesn’t change overnight, but it’s not impossible to change the way you think and your outlook on life.

There were a lot of ups and downs, and I remember them all fondly. Even if it did not make me happy, I learned from the struggles and the heartache. I learned that it is okay to struggle with something if it doesn’t come naturally to you, but that just means you have to work twice as hard to succeed. A little bit of dedication and hard work is something that I need more of in my life. I am far too comfortable drifting along most of the time, doing just enough to keep everyone happy.

2017 taught me to let go of other people’s expectations and to chase what matters to me instead. There is a bunch of passion and fire in the dreams that are waiting to be realized from the depths of my soul. When all is said and done, my life is what I make it and I want to make it one that I enjoy living every single day. It’s going to take a lot of hard work but it will be worth it – and there will be time for some fun on the side too.

Set your goals high, and don’t stop ’til you get there. – Bo Jackson

Looking back on the year, I actually achieved a decent amount of important goals, which include the following:

1. I finally got my Driver’s License. I honestly never thought I would be able to drive. Especially not in Dubai. When I first arrived here, I was terrified of being on the road. I am so glad I finally plucked up the courage to go for lessons. I love the independence it provides.
2. I achieved my Goodreads goal of reading 36 books. I have been wanting to read more and this goal helped me achieve it. I used to read so much more during high school and even more than that when I was in primary school. I couldn’t very well call myself a bookworm if I didn’t read anymore, so I was determined to make a change as soon as possible. I set my goal on Goodreads, and the rest is history.
3. I was part of The Bigfoot Team and we participated in the Expo 2020 University Innovation Programme. We were not really aware of the magnitude of the opportunity and didn’t know what we were signing up for. We went through the semi-finals and the finals, competing against around 30 other groups and we managed to become one of the finalists. We will be working on our idea to reduce carbon footprint for the next 6 months, and hopefully, everything goes well.
4. My short story Borrowed Bounces was published in Cinderella Reimagined: An Anthology of Cinderella Retellings. The book can be bought on Amazon for $8.99. This is part of a project by my dear friend Anna Jailene Aguilar and her associate Theresa J. Barker. They are currently in the process of doing a similar collection of A Midsummer Night’s Dream and I hope to participate in that project as well.
5. Number four resulted in me becoming a Goodreads Author. Honestly, this was so much fun to discover and it is so motivational for me to continue with my writing. I really have enjoyed this journey over the past 18 months where I have reconnected with my creative side that has lain dormant for the majority of my life.
6. 2017 marks my first year of Bullet Journaling and filling up 2.75 journals. This planning system has been so much fun and I love every minute of it. I am so glad I decided to try it out.
7. I expanded my spine tattoo. I have been wanting to do it for a while, and in December I finally had enough courage and cash to take the plunge. It was really a lovely experience and I am so happy with the result.  I big thank you to Vitamin Ink Tattoos for the lovely artwork and conversation. Hopefully, I’ll find the time and a photographer to take some pictures soon.

What’s comin’ will come, an’ we’ll meet it when it does – Professor Rubeus Hagrid

Needless to say, I hope 2018 holds even more exciting experiences and achievements. This year will have its own challenges and obstacles but I am ready for them. I wish you all a Happy New Year, and I hope you chase your dreams until they come true. Are you ready to go down the rabbit hole with me?

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The nostalgia was real with this book.

For this novel, I listened to the audiobook version, and it took me a few tries to get started. The book is written in an interesting style which I fell in love with but it took a while for me to get used to it. Especially as I was listening to someone else read it, and I couldn’t go at my own pace.

This is a modern and much darker spin on a Scooby-Doo mystery. The title and the silhouettes on the cover make this evident as well.

I love goof retellings of concepts that I love, so naturally, I loved this one too.

The characters are reminiscent of the Scooby gang, and yet they are completely unique. This is the story of a summer detective club who saw real monsters and years later as adults went back to solve the mystery.

For anyone who grew up loving Scooby-Doo, I definitely recommend giving this book a try.

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What can I say except I LOVE MAGNUS BANE!

I thoroughly enjoyed this collection of stories from the Shadowhunter universe.

It was fun to travel through time with our immortal friend. The stories of his adventures provide some further insight and background information on other events that have happened so far.

We see how Magnus interacts with various Shadowhunter and Warlock friends, getting into some good old mischief along the way.

Characters from Infernal Devices and Mortal Instruments seamlessly blend together in the mind of Magnus Bane. Some of the younger characters remain unaware that Magnus spent quite a lot of time with their ancestors, and seeing everything from his point of view adds to the fun.

Some of my favourites include his interactions with Tessa and Jocelyn. We see him find joy in his relationships as well as the pain of losing them, as happens when one lives forever.

I’m looking forward to seeing the conclusion of Clary’s story in the next book and how it transitions to Clare’s latest trilogy, The Dark Artifices.

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This one definitely made up for the other two in the trilogy! It also made me more excited for the rest of the series again.

The beginning kind of dragged on a bit, but the ending was worth the wait. A definite twist for the conclusion, but cleverly done. Tessa got such a bittersweet but very lovely ending. It made me warm on the inside.

Her relationship with Will and Jem is pretty relatable to anyone who has ever had feelings for two people at the same time. It’s a tad cliche but the resolution was unique.

This book is undoubtedly not one to be missed. I highly recommend pushing through the rest of the books, if only to get to this point.

We also figure out why Tessa is so special and why she has her powers. There was some foreshadowing, but ultimately her backstory is tragically amazing. Overall, I was quite pleased with how this book played out.

I have heard some whisperings of an additional Trilogy as a sequel to The Infernal Devices, and I’m curious about how that would play out, seeing as the ending was already perfect. (I do hope it won’t be a repeat of The Mortal Instruments’ second trilogy…)

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Another lovely collection of poetry by the wonderful Ms. Kaur. However, Milk and Honey is still my favourite.

Some of the themes in this one were less relatable for me personally, but I can sympathise with her. It also highlighted some more social issues that should be discussed more to raise awareness.

I also recognised the poem that she performed on her TED Talk, which is what made me want to read her poetry initially. Moreover, the poems concerning her mother were particularly touching. My mom has also played a huge role in my life and how I think about the world.

Overall, she has stuck with her poetry style to touch on sensitive issues and create a dialogue amongst her audience.

I’m looking forward to reading more from her, hopefully in the near future.

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The first time I read this, I don’t think I managed to finish it because I got a bit bored to be perfectly frank. This time around I was determined to finish successfully.

I have some mixed feelings about this book. I don’t really see the point in much of what happened. Honestly, Jace and Clary mostly annoyed me again in this one. It was more interesting reading about Simon and Magnus and the other characters.

Her staying with the boys was sort of pointless and not much came of it at all, except drawing out the awkwardness of her mixed feelings for the other-Jace, and Sebastian again trying to pretend he cares about her. Clary didn’t really develop much in this one either.

I particularly enjoyed the subtle references to The Infernal Devices characters and objects. I really wouldn’t have made the connections if I read them in a different order.

I’m glad Jace finally got back home though. Maybe now he and Clary can work on fixing their issues so we can go back to how it was at the end of the original trilogy…

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Such a truly heartwrenching collection of poetry. So many of the poems reached my soul and they made so much sense.

I know there are many people who do not appreciate this style of poetry because it is not what you would call traditional. However, that is exactly why I think it is so effective. It is written in a way that everyone can understand what she is saying, and it creates a much larger effect than other more obscure forms of poetry that not many people will be able to understand without thoroughly analyzing it first.

She touches on many sensitive topics that make you think about what she is saying. It is a great way to attract attention to things that are wrong with the world and should be changed.

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Honestly, this was such a fun audiobook. The main character is quite relatable and very realistic.

I love that her studies involved books and languages and libraries, and then she ended up in Silicon Valley, and then life pushed her back into a bookstore. It just shows how everything happens for a reason. I personally related to her because I’m also caught between computer languages and the online world, and foreign languages and fantasy worlds.

She goes on to find a very interesting book in the secondhand bookshop which leads to several more adventures and a fling that turns into more. She also makes new friends and receives some new opportunities.

An overall lovely read and a quite unique storyline. It was refreshing to read about adventures that exist in the real world and could actually happen.

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Okay, so I ended up liking this book more than its predecessor. It was a bit more interesting all around.

I was particularly intrigued by Magnus’ role in the story as he is also a central character in The Mortal Instruments. I’m glad I decided to read these books in publication order, else I would have missed a lot of references to The Infernal Devices characters in the other series.

However, I do feel that the characters are a tad recycled. We again have the love triangle and the confused girl. She ends up picking the handsome boy with the ailment, instead of the other gorgeous but brooding boy who has stolen her heart.

I look forward to reading the final installment to find out who ends up with who, and whether they will finally defeat the Magister or not. The cliffhanger at the end definitely promises drama.

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To be honest, I listened to the audiobook version of this story and I did so after watching the movie. The fact that Amy Adams is my celebrity crush has very little to do with this. I promise.

Nevertheless, I was very pleased with this book. The whole concept appealed to me. Julie decides to spend a year cooking through Julia Child’s recipe book while blogging about it.

The book definitely provides a lot more detail than the movie. Moreover, I loved that Julie herself voices the audiobook. It adds to the realism of her account. The interview with her at the end it another welcome addition.

I don’t often enjoy non-fiction, but this is like a contemporary piece of fiction even though I know it is a true story.

Her humour and anecdotes made it feel as if Julie is an old friend telling me about her crazy year of cooking and blogging. The fact that her husband and friends are so supportive, made me love it even more.

I’ll be on the lookout for any more of her work. I think I fell in love with a new author, just like when I discovered Eat-Pray-Love and the magnificent Elizabeth Gilbert.

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Now this book was definitely a surprise. If anyone has ever wondered what mischief Greek Gods and Goddesses would get up to in modern day London, this is the book for you. I have always been a lover of mythology, no naturally I was intrigued by this particular story.

It is definitely only for those over the age of 18 and filled with just enough chaos and debauchery to make it believable. I would expect nothing less from these mythical characters. Zeus is after all renowned for his countless affairs and mischief. I would expect nothing less from his family.

The book follows their fall from grace and seeing Gods struggle to navigate a very close to human existence is humbling, even in a work of fiction. The main storyline is essentially due to a prank amongst the siblings and extended family. This is where one of them falls under a love-spell and humans are thrown into the mix for some extra fun.

The story has evoked many conversations and thoughts regarding religion and beliefs. This is a topic I always find enlightening. The humanity of the so-called Gods made me reconsider my thoughts of humans with a God-complex or narcissistic behaviour. It is all part of human nature and not always the best of us.

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This book took me absolutely way too long to start and when I finally had the time, I finished it too quickly. My sister warned me that these books would rip my heart out and so far they have done just that.

It is a very fast paced novel with a lot happening. The deception and mystery keep the reader constantly on their toes. I can honestly say I’m invested in these characters. I hope my favourites make it to the end.

I am still rooting for Thomas and Theresa to have a happy ending. Right now they aren’t on the best of terms and I missed having her there on their journey through the Scorch. I was just as confused as Thomas with Theresa’s behaviour close to the end of the novel. The addition of Group B also promises more interesting developments in the future, as girls add a different dynamic.

The setting is entirely different compared to the Maze, and the bond between the boys has grown stronger. They are all determined to make it through the Trials and receive the Cure. I for one, hope that this is not another red herring.

WICKED has succeeded in proving how in control they are of everyone’s fates by making their presence known when Thomas was unexpectedly injured, as this did not follow WICKED’s plan for the Variables. There are certainly still a lot of questions left unanswered and hopefully, we find out what WICKED is really up to in the next book.

Now all I want is to get back to Dubai ASAP so I can read The Death Cure immediately.

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I initially read this book a year or two ago when I wanted to lose weight. The title shocked me and attracted me to it immediately.

The book mostly promotes a vegan lifestyle with a lot of healthy food choices and gives a lot of really great information on how to become a vegan and why.

The first time reading it, I was still a meat eater and what I read shocked me.

The second time around, I’m a vegetarian but it did remind me of why I ultimately want to become a vegan.

The tone is snarky and that’s what I liked most about it, however, it did become a little drawn out after a while.

Overall a great book for someone who is looking for a healthy life change, that not only benefits your body but the rest of the world too.

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We read articles, messages, emails, tweets, road signs, shop names, subtitles, anything and everything that helps us navigate through our lives on a daily basis. Whether you read books or not, you still make use of your ability to read and you’d be literally lost without it.

I began reading at a relatively young age and I’ve been hooked on it ever since. Addicted to the way letters flow into ideas and thoughts, simply through a sheet of paper. You can look into someone else’s imagination just by opening a book and turning a page. Before you know it you’ll be on a perfectly arranged adventure in another dimension, and all that you have to do to return home is click your heels together lift your eyes or close the cover.

The first fantasy realm that still holds onto my heart is that of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. For the next 12 years I was known as a Bookworm by everyone who knew me. If I wasn’t reading I was thinking about the next book I wanted to buy. Or lunch. But probably the book.

I would spend most of time making my way through all the fiction and fantasy books at my school library. If a book was good enough, I would read during lunch time and for most of the night. If I was asked what I do for fun, reading was my only answer that mattered.

Things changed when I moved schools in Grade 10. And I mean things changed drastically. There was no library at my new school. Can you imagine a school without a library? I was frazzled and frustrated. But nevertheless I still had some books to read at home. So I continued to read. For a while.

I had moved schools to take new subjects. French and Dance specifically. I was very behind (everyone else had started in Grade 7) and I had 3 years of class to catch up on. I had dance classes nearly every afternoon and boy-trouble soon became less a fantasy and more part of reality. Before I knew it, I stopped reading altogether.

I’m sad to say for around three to four years I didn’t finish a single book that I can remember. I became very absorbed with the story that my life had become. Next thing I found myself living in a different country and starting university. The Epic Reading Slump continued.

I don’t regret that part of my life. I lived more in reality and learned to balance it with my fantasy worlds (even if I do still daydream and zone out more than I’d like). I went through a lot of pain and loss and learned how to cope with it all, and I think I came out a bit stronger for it.

For the past year or so I have been a bit more relaxed and less absorbed with other people’s lives and their problems. Not constantly waiting for something dramatic to happen like a fight or a breakup. And when they did, I handled it better too. I also changed some of my priorities. Less focus on wasting time and a lot more on trying to be productive.

All of this somehow lead me back to reading. I missed parts of the old me. The girl who loved to read whenever she could. I even started writing this blog. I had always wanted to be a writer one day, but I had never been brave enough to try.

Last year I read 14 books, beating my goal of 6 on Goodreads. This year I started out with a goal of 15 and soon surpassed it and changed my goal to 30. Currently I have read 23 books and I know I’ll get a lot more finished in the December holidays that are coming up soon (in less than five weeks I’ll finally have a decent break).

I started writing more book reviews and it’s been quite interesting to reflect a little bit after reading a book. Usually I’d just start the next one straight away. I also regret not documenting how much I used to read when I was younger because now I really don’t know how much I used to read. I still think I’m reading a lot slower than before but that’s okay. I still have university and friends and family to spend time with.

My Instagram account also turned into a more bookish and creative environment than what I originally thought it would be, and I am quite in love with how it turned out. Turns out I adore writing poetry. This lead to me reading more poetry too, something I never used to do.

All the lovely booshish pictures are intimidating at times but they are so stunningly breathtaking that they encourage me to read even more. Rainbows of shelves and whimsical socks have proven to be very motivating when it comes to finding and reading new books (even the electronic versions).

I’ve also been reading a lot more Nonfiction than I’m used to and it’s simply fantastic. Our world isn’t as boring as I used to believe, and it has a lot of mysteries to uncover and stories to tell. I’ve also began noticing more about what goes on in the world and making realizations about the kind of life I want to live while I’m here.

Audio-books and podcasts made a grand entrance into my life as well. I didn’t think I would enjoy them as much I have been and it’s been an eye opening experience, leading me to contemporary voices that resonate with my old-soul. They also reminded me of the times my father would request that I read out loud for them while we were driving to a family vacation. Times that will forever be close to my heart.

Yesterday, I went to a Book Fair with a bunch of my friends and it was honestly one of the best days I’ve had this year. I don’t usually do very many social things in Dubai anymore. I was quite demotivated and more inclined to binge watch a TV show instead of setting a foot outside the house.

It was a smidgen startling but still sublime to spend time with friends and go on a book-hunting adventure together. One of my favourite parts of the day was learning more about why people like different kinds of books that I’ve never really been interested in. I’m a person who is not fond of change or stepping out of my comfort zone, but helping them look for the books they loved made me broaden my horizons.

All I can say is that I am eternally grateful for the knowledge and pleasure that books bring to our lives. They connect us in impossible ways. I still think that people who “Don’t Read” just haven’t found the right book.

What does reading mean to you?

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Okay it took me wayyy too long to read this book. I talked to my sister about it and she had a similar experience with the beginning taking ages to get through and the end being very abrupt.

I guess this pacing is symbolic of how long they spent trying to solve the maze and how quickly the chain of events unfolded as soon as the Ending was triggered.

I’ve watched the movie a while ago (because hello Dylan O’Brian) and I’ve tried reading the book before but only made it to the end this time around.

I really enjoyed it more than I thought I would as soon as I got more involved with the book, and I even became really attached to the characters and cried when some of them died.

Apparently my soul is in for a lot more torture in the rest of this series. I guess in every bookworm there is a masochist because we love reading books that torture us.

Overall I think Dashner has created an intricate world of thrilling mysteries to be solved. The epilogue certainly left me burning with a ton of questions. Hopefully “The Scorch Trials” will answer some of them.

Before I start reading it, I think I’m going to watch the first movie again and reevaluate how I feel about it’s portrayal of the story.

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I feel as if I was in a haze when I first read the second half of this series in high school. I could perfectly remember what happened in the first three books, but from this one onward, my mind is a blank.

Rereading City of Fallen Angels was great to refresh my memory and reevaluate my opinion on the series. I adored the first three but I never really had an opinion about the rest until now.

I did enjoy this book and it expands on the original trilogy quite well. We see more about the lives of some of the secondary characters while Jace and Clary have some issues to work through.

The ending broke my heart and I need to know what happens next to Jace. I vaguely remember but I hope it’s just a dream I had years ago.

The new Shadowhunter series on Netflix has put an interesting spin on the novels. I don’t love it but I do enjoy seeing some of the outcomes of the changes they made to story. I suppose that’s why I always used to love reading fanfiction so much. Regardless of the acting, the series is a lot better than the movie that flopped a few years ago.

This time I’m reading the series in publication order and I did catch a reference or two to the Infernal Devices that I would have missed out on if I read them in a different order.

Overall I enjoyed reading City of Fallen Angels and I’m making my way through the rest of this world one step at a time.

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I absolutely loved this book. It was a really good addition to this series and I adore the ending.

As with the first two books, Zoe did a great job of including very helpful tips to deal with anxiety and I like that she added the character who struggles with stage fright. That’s a whole other part of anxiety and it was interesting to see the different approaches.

As usual there was some travelling which sounded amazing – Penny keeps going to all my dream locations and I’m a little bit jealous of a fictional character for that.

It was also really cool that this book is set during October and Halloween time which coincidentally is also when I read the book (or rather listened to it) and it really added to my experience of the story.

The pop culture references made me squeal a little bit too.

I’m happy that Penny has gone through a bit more self discovery and found her way. In the last book she was making that realization that she need to follow her own dream and it’s great to see that she did just that.

The ending is lovely and made me want to move to Brighton immediately. If this is the last book in the series, making it a trilogy, it’s a really great place to end. However, if the story continues, I would be excited to read the next books.

Overall, I hope Zoe continues to write, with this story or a new one. I’m excited to see what the future holds.

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Mental Health isn’t really something they teach you about in school. At least, they don’t do an excellent job if that is their intention. We get told that if we need to stay home we have to be coughing and sneezing with a doctor’s note to prove that we really need a day off so we don’t infect our classmates. They don’t give us the same courtesy when anxiety is causing us to vomit and barely eat, or when depression eats away at your self esteem and desire to continue living.

I learned more about eating disorders from my dance classes than I ever did in Life Orientation – a class where the sole purpose was to supposedly prepare us for the real wold after school ends. They tell you that junk food is bad for health and will make you fat, but they fail to teach you that it also contributes to your mental health, or lack thereof. Then when you look at what they sell at the cafeteria and tuck-shops… it seems like a rather large juxtaposition.

To them, it’s meaningless. We’re only kids, we don’t have real problems. They’re only there to teach us how to multiply numbers, and our problems along with it.

We don’t learn about healthy ways to cope with the things that plague us. Half of us turn to the internet where these illnesses are glamourised and encouraged in some circles. Sub-cultures of people who think Ana and Mia (AKA. Anorexia and Bullimia) are their friends, helping them to become beautiful. More people who see poetry in bleeding wrists.

Personifying the mental illnesses that the rest of the world believe to be imaginary friends. More like imaginary enemies.

It’s true I’ve been out of school for a couple of years now (eeek) but I hope that one day it becomes common practice to educate children about Mental Health at a time when they might need it the most.

It has taken me the better part of a decade to get the hang of dealing with my own mental health and learn about the importance of self care. I can tell you now that taking a day or two off during high school to take care of myself would have made a huge difference. Especially my anxiety and probably also depression.

Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?

JK Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

My mother has always been good at motivating people. She’s quite determined when it comes to making sure people are doing their jobs. That’s why she is a manager after all.

Most times, talking to her has helped me to snap out of my funk and get back to being a functioning member of society. I suppose her background in psychology is also helpful.

I may not always agree with her, and she has taught me how to think for myself. However there is one major thing that she taught me that I still believe in and I try to implement it to the best of my abilities when I remember. What I’m referring to is taking care of yourself. In the sense of knowing what is wrong and also knowing how to deal with it.

I’ve learned how to cope with my panic attacks. I know how to deal with mine in particular. What works for me may not necessarily work for someone else. I’m also learning how to deal with my bouts of depression now that my mom isn’t there to give me a reality check and remind me to eat properly, exercise, drink enough water, and all that jazz.

It is so important for us to be aware that there are ways to treat mental illnesses. We are not weak for having them. I personally do not take any prescription medication for it, as it does not have a highly detrimental effect on my ability to function for the most part. I stick with natural remedies and holistic care. Rescues, St John’s Wort and so forth.

My relationship with food and eating disorders should probably be a post of itself. I do struggle to have a healthy relationship with food and that’s something that has always been in my life. But there are ways to get better at it. I’ve done it all before. Being responsible for my own groceries has made it more challenging to say the least. Not impossible though.

The point of all these rambles is just my way of saying that I’ve struggled with mental health issues and I know there isn’t just a cure to it. It’s something that you deal with every single day. It doesn’t just disappear when all the teenage angst dissipates. That’s why it’s important to find ways to help yourself.

Therapy, journaling, talking to a friend, writing about it on the internet, making a video about it,  acknowledging it is the first step of making progress. You can’t treat something that you deny the existence of.

Most importantly, you’re not alone out there and it can get better. It will get better if you do something about it and you’ll be stronger for it.

I also believe the best approach is a holistic one. Body, mind, soul. We are complex creatures. If one part is suffering, the rest will too. I’ve found that my mind does a lot better when my body and soul are happy too.

Yoga, a healthy meal, a chat with a friend, dancing in my room, meditating before I fall asleep.

I have had some of the best days reading a good book with only a cup of tea for company.

You know what makes you happy. You know when you need a break from life to just take a breather and find a better grasp again.

For anyone who is going through a hard time, feel free to send me a message on my social media accounts. Sometimes just having a chat with a stranger or an acquaintance does some good.

Around last year an old school mate sent me a private message and she shared her story with me. It was a bit of an eye opener. Sometimes the happiest (or most popular) kids at school are going through a lot.

We all have our own stories and our own struggles. The best we can do is to be kind to one another, always, and give a helping hand or listening ear when we can.

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So I finally got my hands on a Leuchtturm1917 earlier this year and I started using it in July.

I really love using a dot grid book and it is a million times better than a lined book. I struggled a bit at first to get used to it, but I soon fell in love.

Take a look at some of my spreads.

Index

Key

Future Log

Level 10 Life

Goals

Social Media Trackers

Book and Movie Trackers

Series Tracker

Wishlist and Gift Ideas

July

Cover

Monthly Spread

Habit Tracker

Weekly Spread

August

Cover

Monthly Spread

Habit Tracker

Weekly Spread

September

Cover

Monthly Spread

Habit Tracker

Weekly Spread

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I mostly use Staedtler Fineliners, Staedtler Colouring Pencils, Mildliners and Lyra Aqua Duo Brush Pens.

Do any of you have Bullet Journals or Planners?

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I was on holiday with my family in the Kruger Park (which involves a lot of driving) and this was my perfect form of entertainment.

I listened to the audio version of this book and it was so much easier to look for animals while listening, rather than reading a book.

Now to the book itself.

*SPOILER ALERT*

I quite enjoyed seeing the characters in a different environment that tested them and their bonds. It was quite an adventure and yet at the same time they still dealt with everyday, relatable problems.

Penny was not publishing her blogs, to escape from the public. That got to me a little. There have been times where I desperately want to write or say something but I was too afraid of the reactions of others.

Relationship problems and breakups were another theme. It was sad to see the characters that I fell in love with go through that, but it makes them a little more real. First love often leads to your first heartbreak.

Penny also made up with some friends who weren’t so nice before. I quite admire her for that, because I certainly would not have been able to do that if I was in her position.

She also fell in love with her passion again. Photography is her dream and eventually she figured out that she had to follow hers and not Noah’s dreams. An important lesson for many of us to learn.

The ending was very cute and emotional with everyone being on good terms again and the bad guy being caught.

Now on to the next one!

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Have you ever had a day where you felt so self conscious that you wanted the earth to swallow you whole? Because I certainly have. We all have character flaws or things we’d like to change about ourselves. I just happened to have a day where a large amount of my flaws were pointed out to me (once again) and I felt utterly ill at ease and inadequate. The subliminal spotlight on insecurities is sometimes forgotten but never truly hidden.

I don’t think I’m very skilled at socializing. I’m very awkward and if I feel pressured to keep up with reality, I tend to lose the plot. I’m probably an introvert as I do best alone. When it’s just me I can put everything on pause and follow my haphazard trail of thoughts. They always start at one point and go in a maze of swirls and loops until I don’t know how I reached the end.

Writing is how I express myself better. I have time to organize my thoughts in the time it takes to flow from my brain down my fingertips and onto the paper (or screen). Print and ink rescues me from avoidable interaction and inner turmoil. Whenever time is made for composing tangible conclusions, the din inside dies down.

When I’m talking to humans it all goes a bit awry. At times I don’t say anything at all. Sometimes it’s to avoid conflict and sometimes it’s just because I’m over analyzing everything in my head and trying to decide how to put my discombobulation of a mind into understandable language for others to comprehend. Most of the time, I just can’t. Often in front of new people my tongue is trapped behind the walls of enamel entirely. Even in a familiar setting I may become tongue tied or a mime; having expectations for mediums and clairvoyants to decode my inner ramblings for the audience.

If I’m not mute, I’m a chatterbox. Not in a good way. I say whatever comes to mind immediately. It all just tumbles straight out of my head into the conversation. My inner dialogue is introduced and steals the show. Word vomit is a truly graphic, yet accurate, portrayal of what happens. Yet another set of intricacies enlaced in a lattice of abundant expressions and exhalations; awaiting understanding to be pulled from the depths of confusion and fabrications.

Then, we have the moments where I am transported into other dimensions. This alternates between the silence and the noise. These are slightly more extreme versions of what I mentioned before.

My travels either take me to where I slip into a conversational coma and don’t hear a single word of what anyone else says. Basically, I zone out. This dimension is rather like an out of body experience. When I snap back, a rush of listening-and-needing-to-respond is thrown at me as I struggle to recall what has been said through the haze.

Or they take me to a place where I am trapped inside my own head and feel as if my body has been possessed. I hear everything that I say, but I can’t stop myself. It just carries on until I manage to take back control. Letters and spaces tumble and crash into one another and then into a homemade booby trap.

I know all of these things about myself, but it becomes more difficult to be around people when they notice it and mention any of it. Regardless of their opinions, I am self aware of my actions. Nerves aren’t particularly helpful when attempting to retain control though. They are more annoyed after a session of poking and prodding.

Socializing is something I have never been entirely comfortable with. There are, however, some who help me forget. I enjoy them and their souls enough to blur out my fears and inadequacies. But when it all comes back into focus, zoomed in so clearly…

It makes me wonder why I venture out of fantasy worlds and the minds of others to live in this reality. A preset dialogue is so much easier to follow rather than the impromptu of consciousness.

I don’t particularly enjoy struggling with these issues of mine. But it bothers me even more when I end up hurting people through it. Whether I say too much or nothing at all, a rushed phrase or silent gaze can upset those I love.

I suppose this is an apology to them and to myself.

Ego gets in the way of soul once more. A relaxed and comfortable me would probably be less self conscious and maybe capable of finding a happy median. The place between static and shrill, where thoughts and acknowledgement take turns. If only. Maybe one day.

Until then, I will treasure my solitude and utilize it to discover methods of taming the wild thoughts and releasing the imprisoned ones. Or try at least. You know what they quip about doing and saying after all.

I read this again the next morning (I wrote this at midnight on a whim) and I decided that I will publish it. I haven’t really written much about my musings in a while. It’s easy to dwell on things that intrude on my thoughts, and what better way to try relinquish the negative energy than releasing it into in the blogospere. Letting go like a seed in the wind.

If only thoughts could disappear and be planted somewhere else to grow into something as beautiful as a tree or a flower. Who’s to say they can’t? Maybe online conversations are good enough to spark realization in my own mind or that of the beautiful little souls who read my words by chance. Happy accidents or the threads of fate. That is what life is made of in the end.

Challenges are what make life interesting, and overcoming them is what makes life meaningful

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Clockwork Angel by Cassandra Clare
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Excellent writing as usual. The world of Shadowhunters was opened to me once more after watching the Netflix series and becoming curious about the characters again. I decided to reread them all in publication order and this was my latest read (I finished the first 3 super quickly).

After going through my reading slump in high school, (and not finishing this book the first time around) I was much more capable of reading the second time around and finally finished it. I thought I read it completely the first time and just didn’t like it, but it turns out I only read a few chapters and randomly stopped – silly scatterbrain.

Although the story did not capture me as much as that of Jace and Clary, I am still intrigued to finish the series. Tessa is a mystery and doesn’t even know herself. I’m looking forward to finding out more about her, as I’m sure she is too.

I enjoyed the different mysteries presented in the book and I’m excited to discover the truth behind them. What is Will hiding?

The Shadow world of years ago in London is quite different to that of present day New York, and I am curious to discover what happens when reading the books in publication order (which I did not do the first time around). I wonder how the tales intertwine and what new knowledge will be revealed (if any).

I gave the book a 5 star rating this time around after enjoying it much more (before it was a 3).

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Girl Online by Zoe Sugg
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This was a slow start for me, but I devoured the story by the end of it.
I listened to the audio book of this story and I unexpectedly fell in love with the characters. I really enjoyed the twists and the romance.

It touches on a lot of real life issues and I can relate to many of them. I’m also a blogger with anxiety, so reading about how Penny handles some of her struggles helped me with some of my own. Zoella shares a lot of great tips on how to deal with panic attacks and anxiety, from breathing exercises to visualization.

I began to rethink how I’ve been handling life lately after making my way through this book. Problems won’t solve themselves, and we can’t run away from them.

I also like that she spoke about some social issues and what some LGBTQ friends may be going through at home.

Even though I didn’t think I would enjoy the story at the beginning because it seemed a bit odd, as soon as they left England it got a lot better. The excitement of a new romance and a new country is always great fun.

I haven’t read a book like this before and I’m glad it’s been written. I definitely recommend it to anyone who is struggling with anxiety or self esteem issues.

Immediately starting the next one!

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Here are a few observations I made along the way:

General

1. New countries have a certain smell that takes a while to get used to (especially in malls and public transport)
2. The sky does not look like the sky – too much dust and humidity
3. If you lose something, it’s probably not lost so don’t panic
4. Go check the last place you saw it – it will likely still be there (even if it is an iPhone or Laptop)
5. If it’s not there, ask the nearest security guard, they’ll probably know where it is
6. The malls are humongous and a must see
7. There is a lot to do and buy (if your wallet is willing and you’re not on a student budget)
8. Skimping on food purchases to buy clothes is bad for your health

Food

9. Try new foods when you have the chance
10. They’re good sometimes and you might find your new favourite dish (Dates – the fruit – ‘nough said)
11. If they don’t agree with you, you know what to avoid in future
12. Just because you can order food online, it doesn’t mean you should
13. You can only eat McDonalds so many days in a row before you start feeling sick
14. Make that any kind of take-out food (sorry Subway I still love you though)
15. Subway cookies are a gift
16. Learning to cook a dish or two is a life saver – for your wallet and your waistline
17. Even a sandwich or something (come on everyone can make a sandwich)
18. Always pack snacks to class – else you will be banging on the vending machine before the end of the day
19. Your bottle of water is your best friend (except during Ramadan)

Transport

20. Finding the cheapest mode of transport available is essential to survival
21. The bus/metro is much better(cheaper) than a taxi (if you live close to a stop and it’s not the summer)
22. Invest in a Nol card and make sure you have cash to top up
23. Sometimes taxis have a weird smell so take some perfume along (especially on those long trips to and from the airport)
24. Taxis are not always around when you need them, so make sure you have alternate plans
25. Uber is great (if you have Dad’s credit card)
26. Get your driver’s license as soon as you can (and a car would be good too)
27. Warning: getting your license is expensive so be prepared for lots of payments and a LOT of tests
28. Petrol is super cheap in Dubai, so it’s worth it at the end

Communication

29. Get a good data plan ASAP
30. There is wifi in most public places but when you’re trying to get home, Google Maps is your bestie
31. Skype works (most of the time)
32. Whatsapp calls, Facetime and any other voice or video communication usually does not work

People and Customs

33. There are people from all over the world in the UAE – Always have an open mind
34. If you don’t know what “yallah” or “habibi” means, you soon will
35. Be mindful of the rules of the new country – you don’t accidentally want to offend people or land up in jail
36. Be respectful of all people and their customs – you will learn a lot so be prepared for a bit of culture shock
37. If you wear shorts to uni, be prepared for stares (or you might not be let into class)
38. Make sure you know when Ramadan is!

Friends

39. Make friends on the first day of uni – it’s better to get lost with someone than alone
40. Try your best to remember everyone’s names – when in doubt, add them on Facebook
41. Introductions usually start with “Hi my name is ___ and I’m from ___ but I’ve been living in Dubai for ___ months/years”
42. Don’t be surprised to hear at least 3 different languages being shouted across classrooms at any given moment
43. You will make amazing friends that will teach you about the world

Teachers

44. Lecturers are also from various places so listen well during the first class to make sense of any unfamiliar accents

University

45. Take the stairs when you can
46. Trust me when you see those extra kgs popping up from all the McDs you will wish you took those stairs every day
47. Take a jacket/hoody
48. I know it’s hot outside but the A.C. is famously freezing in classrooms (and in malls for those who can afford to go)

Most importantly

49. Dubai is part of a beautiful country
50. It will start to feel like home before long

I hope this was helpful (and a bit amusing) to anyone who is new to Dubai.

Lots of love

xoxo

Binx

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Without further ado, here is her first guest post:

 Hi there!

My name is Mekayla, and if you have been reading Binx Thinx for a while you probably know who I am, even if you don’t know who I am. I’m the infamous best friend that keeps popping up in all the stories, and I must admit every time I do get mentioned I feel special and honoured. Love you Fran!*

So, Bianca asked me to write a guest post for her blog, and I must admit she asked quite a few months ago but here I am only writing it now. The reason for this is because I didn’t quite know what to write about (I still don’t, oops!). Not because I have nothing to say, because I honestly feel like I have a lot to say and very many things I could talk about. The question is, which one of those things do I choose. I asked for a topic but the answer was always “whatever you want” like that’s any help. P.S.  isn’t it difficult to write without emojis?

Social Media

Which leads me to the topic I wanted to write about a few weeks ago. I was very recently stuck in some kind of rut when it came to technology and particularly social media. I started hating it and questioning why we spend most of our lives with our eyes glued to our smartphone screens.

I am one of those people who always has my phone with me, and I feel quite literally naked without it, like I forgot to put on pants that day. The main thing that led me to hating my phone was the constant checking up and… stalking… of a particular person who should have been out of my life ages ago. I kept going onto their social media and then, just when I didn’t need it, Snapchat brings out the map. Thanks Snapchat!

The obsession started becoming unhealthy and my mind was never in the present moment anymore. I was ready to delete Facebook and Instagram (don’t worry Snapchat, I am way too obsessed) and pretty much switch my phone off and shove it to the back of a drawer. It was driving me crazy! Since that time my views have changed and I feel way more at ease. I made a rash decision one day to block said person from every social media app that exists, and lo and behold, I haven’t checked the Snapchat map since! I didn’t delete anything, but I am hardly ever on Facebook anymore, and I can go days without scrolling. I have also made the decision to basically terminate my Instagram account. I no longer post or accept follow requests.

Is this a bit drastic? I don’t know, but I have been WAY more productive and positive since making these decisions. Which leads me nicely into my next topic…

Productivity and Positivity

I have always been a productive person. I once pointed myself out as lazy and had numerous people argue that I most definitely am not. Even though I still think I am (sshh) because I spend way too much time watching YouTube videos when I could be doing something productive.

My mother has the work ethic of a… insert animal that works hard…? Since I was a child I have learnt from her how to get things done, stay focused and basically have no stress because procrastination has never been an option. She instilled in me the work ethic I have now and I am incredibly grateful.

I am a very determined person and when I put my mind to something I will achieve it, hence why I have been vegetarian for over four years now and decided to make this decision when I was only 17. I know it sounds like I am boasting, but I am secretly trying to get my Fran over here to start having the same mindset (wink, wink), although she is way smarter than I am and can get away with studying the night before a test (winks again). Omw, I am annoying myself. Let’s go to the next topic then…

Bullet journaling

It is a well-known fact that Bianca has a bullet journal and has been doing bullet journaling for the past few months. Well surprise surprise, she got me to do it too! I was hesitant to start at first but then slowly got into it and started testing it, and it worked really well for me too.

These past couple of weeks I have, however, started becoming endlessly annoyed with my journal and could not find the motivation to keep going. But I am about to start a brand new Leuchtturm1917 and try a minimalist approach. No decorating, no fancies, just getting things done.

I have become extremely productive since using a bullet journal and would recommend it to anyone. I make to do lists now and manage to tick everything off that I set out to do during a day. I feel like a well-oiled machine. I’m a month ahead of all my assignments and will be leaving myself with 5 weeks to study for exams! After having a holiday of two weeks! What?! (I study online so it all goes at my own pace).

Now you might be asking where does positivity come in? In my opinion, positivity is related to productivity. The more productive you are the more positive you will feel, because getting things accomplished leads to feeling good about yourself and your goals. It has to do with mindset too, which is a way other topic I won’t be delving into today. I have learnt the hard way how to stay positive and have a better outlook on life.

Maybe I will get more into detail about my life someday, but seeing as this isn’t my blog I don’t think I should go into that just yet. I would just like to add, I am by no means a writer. So, if this post was horse poo in your opinion, I completely get it.**

Thank you for having me on your blog Friend! I am sorry that all I did was ramble useless things.

Byeeee!

MekaylaSilver

Notes from Binx

*Love you too Friend xoxo

** Shh you’re an amazing writer

Thank you so much Mekay for writing this post and allowing us to get a different perspective on some things that both of us have been passionate about lately.

Be sure to leave some lovely comments everyone! I will definitely ask her to write again in future.

xoxo

Binx

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As some of you may have noticed, my blog has undergone a bit of a make-over. I am over the moon that I decided to change things up a bit. It’s more me now. Before, I was attempting to emulate blogs that I have seen and taking advice from people as to how my blog should look. I liked it it a lot for a while and I was happy with it staying as it was. Until I stared at it for a while and realised I didn’t really love it as much as I should. It wasn’t authentically me. There’s a lot more pink, but as anyone who knows me will tell you, I have an underlying obsession with pink.

Throughout some of the chaos that we call life, I have also managed to decorate my desk and do some cleaning (okay it only stayed that way for about 5 seconds but I’m working on it) which is something that gave me a lovely sense of peace with myself. My room has also transformed from being a mismatched mess to a slightly more put together mess.

Climbing out of my head

Earlier this year I spent some time thinking about my ‘aesthetic’ and the kinds of things I want to add to my life, because currently I’m a bit all over the place. Some days I look like someone from a renaissance fair and other days I look like I stepped out of a biker bar. I don’t totally want to change what I like, rather just meld everything together better to express the air of whimsy that my daydreams have cooked up. Projecting my inner world into my outer one.

This is something I learned from my sister of all people. She knows how she wants to live and she has a clear plan for it. She shows it on her Pinterest boards and on her pin board and in the pictures she saves on her phone. They all bleed into how she decorates her room and how she dresses and what she draws and writes. I on the other hand, have all the pictures saved online and in my head, but they rarely make an appearance in the real world.

One man’s daydreaming is another man’s day  – Grey Livingston

Most of the time I don’t care as much about my surroundings due to being completely emerged in my thoughts. This leads to a lot of procrastination and forgetfulness. I don’t want to spend forever dreaming about things and not living up to them. That’s a rather sad existence. Daydreaming and zoning out is my addictive-hamartia.

Online Image

I have also been dedicating a lot of time and thought to my Instagram account and putting more effort into engaging with like minded people. Bookworms and stationery lovers and what-have-yous. It’s been a fun side-project and helpful in remembering what I love and researching more about new things that have drawn my attention.

For instance, growing up I was an avid bookworm. People would be shocked to see me without a book in front of my face or glued to my hand. I was a reader and proud of it. However, in recent years I went through a terrible reading slump. Honestly I blame technology and all its distractions.

For the past half a decade or so, I have been engrossed with the drama in my own life rather than those of book characters. I reckon it’s understandable to want to live in reality for a while, but to an extent. Until I happened upon BookTube and Bookstagram. Book lovers on the internet. I really am baffled that it took me this long to become immersed in this world of words and wonder. I spent hours drooling over their book collections and  became homesick for my own books. Because I study abroad, my books have to stay home while I travel.

For some of us, technology has become an addiction.  Keeping us distracted from the truly real version of reality. The dirty socks on the floor. The book on the bedside table that is half-started. We’d much rather stare into those pretty little square windows into the lives of others. We feel compelled to check our phones every now and again. We have yet to learn moderation. It’s very difficult for me to sleep with my phone on the other side of the room. If it’s not next to my pillow I struggle to fall asleep (not that the hours of scrolling the internet help with sleep either).

There’s a miniature struggle going on in my head at the moment, weighing out the pros and cons of different social media accounts and how I live my life versus what I show others. To be continued on the outcome of the debate.

Productivity vs Time Wasting

Now overall, I don’t think the internet or social media are inherently bad or that everyone is doomed to become a tech-addicted zombie. It’s about the time we spend online and what we actually accomplish in that time.  For instance, an hour spent looking at memes vs an hour networking and marketing online. One will yield positive results, the other is mainly just time wasting.

I for one am attempting to consciously spend less time doing nonconstructive things online. I’m especially trying to cut down on time spent scrolling through Facebook and Instagram. Easier said than done, but it’s getting there.

Mindfulness

Basically, I am trying to live more mindfully through my choices in all aspects. Taking more than a millisecond to think before I purchase something or even sharing a post online.  A work in progress but it’s important to stand up again after every failure and to try again. It’s a struggle to break bad habits until better habits can be found to replace the old ones.

For now, having a handful of reminders scattered across my room and on my devices encourage me to keep working and to stop building so many castles in the air.

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There have been times when I have looked towards people who I admire and attempted to incorporate a certain aspect of theirs into my own life. This is particularly easier in recent years with the vast reach of the internet which allows us to locate more people online that appeal to us. We look up to those people who are seemingly living the lives that we desire, or covet above our own.

Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery that mediocrity can pay to greatness  – Oscar Wilde

 

A part of me loves that we are able to locate people and lifestyles like this with a click of a button. During my childhood, I struggled a lot with feeling different and misunderstood. I didn’t think there were any people out there who liked the same things as me, so for a while I tried to conform to the people around me. I started watching the movies that my best friend at the time was into and mimicked the way she dressed and so on. Along the way I did develop a love for parts of it, but not in the same way she did. I still love her to bits and the fact that she dealt with me trying to be like her in the nicest way possible. It was a difficult moment for me but ultimately helped me.

I was still searching for myself. It has taken a really long time but I think I’m a little bit closer everyday. Little bursts of realization occur at random moments. Looking at old photographs or stumbling across new terms on websites have all sparked ideas.

I copied her because I didn’t know who I wanted to be yet, and she seemed like she had it figured out. This got me thinking about a lot. As people are growing, whether in art or in life, we learn by mimicking others. It’s human nature. Babies learn how to speak by copying their parents’ mouth movements and sounds. As we become more comfortable in a subject matter, we may try our own versions of it. That’s why there are so many YouTube tutorials about how to do everything from cooking pasta to editing photos to fixing a car.

Especially when people are finding themselves during adolescence, they may turn to others and idolize them and copy them. We don’t know who we want to be, but we don’t realize that everyone else is still figuring it out too. Some people appear to figure things out quicker than others, but we all have different journeys.

Copyright and Copycats

Recently I have heard about a case of an Influencer on YouTube who has been calling out various individuals for ‘copying her’ and not giving credit. I watched a few videos pertaining to the case and the aftermath of the behavior has been utterly disgusting. The YouTuber in question has publicly accused people and it resulted in her fans viciously bullying the accused online with various insults and threats.

Naturally people will want to be like their role models, and will sometimes imitate or unknowingly violate copyright in doing so.

I don’t think hatred and nastiness is by any means a way to deal with cases such as this. If you have copyright on an original idea or art piece, then by all means privately ask for credit or take legal action. But involving an entire fanbase and publicly shaming people is horrible and unethical.

Don’t Love Alone

I understand the mindset of wanting to be unique and being known for something, however that desire shouldn’t harm people. It’s much nicer to talk to people about the things you share a common love for, rather than claiming it as your own and loving it in solitude.

When my sister and I were growing up, I didn’t want her to want to be like me. I wanted us to be different, so that I could be ‘special’. I was also known as ‘Carmen’s sister’ by all of her friends. That upset me for a while. I wanted to be known as me, not by who my relatives are. Until I realised I was being silly. I am her sister and that is something I am proud of. I also want her to love the things I love so that I have someone to talk to about it. And I want to learn more about the things that she loves.

We fought a lot growing up, and it is something I regret immensely. Lately we have been able to bond more and become better friends and I am so grateful for it. She knows me better than most. She’s always been in my life (except the two years before she was born) and we share an upbringing and DNA. It makes sense that we have a fair amount in common, and that we can learn from one another too.

Unique or Unoriginal?

People today are constantly struggling between wanting to stand out and blend into the crowd. What makes us different is everything from our experiences to our hobbies, but we also revel in community and sameness.

Ultimately, we are moving towards a future where all sorts of differences are acknowledged and accepted. However, with the amount of humans on the planet, it’s highly unlikely that you will find a person who has absolutely nothing in common with any other human. Whether that’s their hair colour or their favourite band, we are one species and patterns are bound to occur.

So your cousin, best friend, neighbour or even someone on the other side of the world might share your interests, and that’s okay. They are allowed to love the same things that you do, and you clearly love it so why deny them of the same joy?

Eventually people will make their own decisions about who they are and what they want to love. If it seems like they’re ‘copying’ you along the way, cut them some slack. Being a human is hard sometimes and we don’t always like ourselves very much. If we need to be someone else for a little while along our journey, that’s okay too.

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Remember who you are… –  Mufasa from The Lion King

I am a Pisces, the last of the zodiac, and it is said that we have the ability to become shape-shifters when confronted with certain situations. We are chameleons in conversation. Adapting to our surroundings. We say what people want to hear, whether to avoid feelings being hurt or to avoid conflicts arising. Telling white lies to side-step pain.

Admittedly, I am not a person who reads a horoscope everyday or consults the stars before I make a decision. However, I do make a note when I see myself in anything that claims to analyse my personality.

And I have been guilty of being a social chameleon. It’s not something I do on purpose. It just happens. Maybe the empathetic part of me senses what the other person wishes to see. It’s not always like that, and sometimes I end up putting my foot in my mouth when I’m nervous. It’s something that I’m not always aware of happening, but when I am aware of something, I am able to catch myself in the act and try to fix it. And trying is important.

This is what I wrote a few days ago. Maybe even a week ago. The longer I had to wait to finish this draft, the more I started thinking about all of this. I had to press pause on this post because assignments caught up to me.

June has certainly been testing me so far.  This past week I doubted all my life choices that led up to the point of me yelling at computer software for the umpteenth time after struggling to get a query to run (My fellow Computer Science students will know the struggle).

I wanted to run away and quit and hide and give up on everything. I was so unbelievably frustrated with everything…

Myself, the work, life. It all just got to me.

Like I was saying before, I’m a Pisces and we are also known to be escapists. However, I’m not a person who wants to use a horoscope or a personality test as an excuse or a means to justify my behavior. Some things may be accurate, but I don’t want to embody all of the negative traits expected of me or be limited to the positive ones they describe.

While staring at my computer screen and the program which was displaying yet another error, I had to step up and remember who I wanted to be. Not even who I was. Because the me that I was busy being, was confused and stuck. All the negativity of yourself starts to bleed out into the rest of the world when you start slipping down that particular slope.

I started doubting myself in this one way, and all of a sudden more negative thoughts started creeping in. Before I knew it, they were the only thing I could see in my cloud of rage and frustration.

I was’t going to get this one query right so naturally I was going fail my whole course. Mind you, the question was only about 4 percent of the overall assignment, not even the course. So as you can see I was spiraling a little bit too much and anxiety was blowing everything out of proportion.

I wanted it to stop.

So I calmed myself down, half an hour before the deadline and I just decided to submit what I had. I knew it wasn’t the right thing because the output didn’t match the question, but that was the best I was going to be able to do. And it was better than writing nothing and leaving the answer blank. Maybe I would get a few marks instead of none at all. My perfectionism wanted me to post nothing, because I knew it wasn’t exactly correct. But I did it anyway. (Side note: For those of you saying ‘hey Bianca, next time start earlier’, I didn’t start the day of the deadline, I had actually been struggling for the better part of the week on those questions).

In the midst of this struggle I checked the time and I remembered myself. I fixed my behaviour and just clicked the submit button and I am much calmer for it. My next assignment is looming and we spent so much time panicking because we didn’t know how to begin and we felt overwhelmed by this new programming language that we had to learn. Until this weekend when we watched some helpful tutorials and read more about it, we just let our worry consume us.

I am still a bit worried about how this unit is going to turn out but that is just another part of life. All of the bad things that have happened in the past have happened. They were awful but we made it through to the other side, more or less in one piece.

This too shall pass  (it may pass like a kidney stone, but it will pass)

Looking back at the title of this post, “Remembering myself”, although ironically, I can’t remember where I going with this post to begin with. And that’s okay. Sometimes one idea leaves you and another takes its place.

We all need to find a safe place in the midst of the chaos. Enough space to calm down and do what we need to in order to meet tomorrow.

I recently started reading a book called Mind Hacking and it teaches you how to look at your mind as something similar to a computer program that you can hack into and change your thought patterns. Essentially you separate yourself from your thoughts and change your thought patterns. (I haven’t gotten very far with the book, but I’m hoping to learn a lot more about it in the next month or so).

Have you tried turning it off and on again?

The classic response you receive when you notify someone that a computer or other electronic device has been acting up.

Humans can do that too. Go to sleep and look at the problem with fresh eyes in the morning. Usually we feel better after resting our brains and being able to look at the problem from a different perspective, regardless of your sun sign.

P.S. This is where it’s important to start things ahead of time so that you have enough days before the deadline to be able to sleep on it…

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Sometimes that is what we all need to do. Have a fresh start. Wipe away all the negativity, step back and take a look, then dive back in with a new mindset.

I can’t even begin to express how amazing it feels to do. Especially when it appears you are going down a negative spiral of no return. When you’re in deep enough, it seems like there’s no going back. Except there always is.

We decide our fates and we have some iota of control. Our thoughts have such a large impact on our outlook of life.

I started out writing about how homesick and sad I am. And I am all those things, but they are by far not the worst thing in the world. I am thankful that I have so many wonderful things in my life that I miss them so much when we are apart. My mom, my sister, my friends and my fur-babies.

It’s true what they say that sometimes you don’t know what you have until it’s gone (even just for a short while). Or maybe absence does make the heart grow fonder and every other sappy little cliche. It hurts to be gone. It hurts to miss people and places and scents and sensations.

Regardless, I stepped away from my laptop and took a good long look at myself. I looked at what I wrote and it didn’t make me feel better to have said any of those things that were in this post before I pressed the backspace button. It made me feel worse in fact. I don’t know what I was trying to accomplish by making myself feel even worse about life.

It wasn’t going to fix anything, so I stopped that train of thought. I do believe that all emotions should be acknowledged and accepted. They are real and they are there. But they aren’t the only ones that should be there.

I am living abroad with new friends and new adventures and some more self discovery and self improvement on the horizon. There is work to be done, books to read, stories to write. So much more that I can occupy my time with until I can go home again.

In  Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert, she talks a lot about creativity and how to reach your own. I read this book a while ago but some things have stuck with me. One of the most interesting things she mentioned was about when you feel a creative block. My most prominent one is writer’s block, as that is my main creative avenue that I like to play on.

While dealing with some anxiety and depression creeping in every now and then, I have a tendency to not want to do anything at all. Except for some emotional eating when I have an appetite or mindlessly watching Netflix or YouTube, and the not-so-occasional scroll down Facebook.

At time like these I know it’s important to take care of yourself. Do what you need to do to make it through to another day of repetition. I tried to describe my emotions in one of my poems by the name of Imaginary Demons. It becomes slightly overwhelming and it’s way too easy to go into hermit-mode. Hiding away from the world and myself.

Big Magic holds a treasure trove of advice regarding how to find your creativity when you feel like it has abandoned you forever. One way is to do something else that is also creative, but not the kind of creative you are looking for. For example, if you are trying to finish a novel but you are stuck you may try attending a pottery class or colouring in.

Lately I have be determined to remember that there are infinitely more productive and fun things to do that can snap me out of it a little. Hopefully sparking the desire to fight the seemingly overwhelming negativity and sadness.

My studies at University are very technical and more left-brain oriented. All the computer-jargon, programming and mathematics. Even though I am not always sure I belong in that side of the world either. I’m not the most technical or practical person but to me, maths and computer programs are like languages, just with a different set of patterns. Just like music is also a language. There are certain symbols that make up meaning and they all have their own set of rules and regulations.

It helps to balance all of the structure and rules with some creativity from the right-brain. This year I received a keyboard for my birthday after years of not playing piano and it is one thing that makes the creative part of me glow with happiness. Another joy of mine has been my bullet journal, which I elaborate on in my post about My First Bullet Journal. I also have a more traditional Journal wherein I complete daily prompts and practice my cursive with a fountain pen. In the holidays my weakness was completing adult dot-to-dot pictures while listening to audio-books. Experimenting with brush-pens and doodling has occurred on more than one occasion and my water-colour paint set is waiting to be tested out.

It is so much more fun (for me at least) to study a 1,731 page textbook about a programming language when you make notes with some colourful pens, or drawings or anything that makes it more ‘pretty’. It also helps to stop me from becoming bored, distracted or discouraged.

This career path is not something that I have always wanted. It seemed boring to me at a stage. Until I remembered how I created a maths game for kids with a wizard as their guide, way back when I first learned how to program in Scratch. Life is only boring when you let it be.

We all choose where we go in life. I, for one, am aiming to have some fun along the way. When Anxiety and Depression decide to rear their ugly heads again, I’ll aknowledge them but I won’t let them control me.

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I have never been a person who was able to use a journal or a homework diary. I would always become distracted or discouraged. We used to receive a homework diary for every year while I was at school. I was always the kid who ended up using it for a day or a week (sometimes not even opening it). Thereafter I would lose track of it completely. Usually it would resurface at the end of the year when I cleaned out my pack-back. The majority of my school diaries are crumpled up and forgotten somewhere.

This changed when I got to university. I needed a way to keep track of my homework and assignments. Lecturers wouldn’t remind us about deadlines, with them constantly showcased on the whiteboard, like our teachers did in school. Sometimes we even have to locate the deadlines for ourselves because of the amount of planning we have to do beforehand to get everything done in time.

This is when I decided to make use of the yearly diaries from Typo. I did this for 2015 and the majority of 2016. By the end of the latter, I had discovered all sorts of different planning methods online and I wanted to plan more things but I didn’t want to clutter up my diary. I was only using them for uni related plans and homework. To plan my blog and personal life was going to require a lot more space…

At the beginning of 2017 I decided to take a few steps into the world of bullet journaling. I have previously mentioned this in my post concerning The Written Word.

I was sitting alone at home in my house in South Africa. I had just finished decorating a whole bunch of pages for my life binder.

For those of you who are not planner obsessed like I have become, a bullet journal is a method of planning where you simply take any empty notebook and plan your life schedule however you like. There are a few suggested layouts and methods described by the creator Ryder Carroll.

A life binder is another way of organizing your schedule but by using a binder with tabs for each area of your life. For example, work, school, meal planning and so on.

Both of these methods of organisation gives you the freedom to plan your life in a method that works for you. You don’t have the restrictions of a diary or planner that have preset dates and layouts. What happens when you do nothing for a week? Or when you wish that you had a whole extra page to write down a shopping list next to your busy schedule? This is why I prefer a planning system that I can change depending on my needs for a particular day, week or month (or even a year).

After spending a whole day with duct tape and all manner of colourful pens and stickers, creating calendars and everything else, I was second guessing myself. I  looked back at my life binder, considered the size and everything that still had to go into it. It was so full of everything that I had planned for months in advance that I would potentially require in a binder that holds my life.

At the time when I was planning my life binder, I was still very curious about bullet journaling. I had just purchased a few bound notebooks from Typo and I was scrolling through bullet journal spreads on Pinterest. On a whim I decided to try out a few bullet journal spreads in one of my new notebooks. It was the beginning of the year and I wanted something more to do after having so much fun with making stickers and printouts and decorating the pages for my life binder.

For many moons I had been intrigued by the world of bullet journaling but decided on a binder because I thought I would prefer the ability to move pages around as I needed. However I later decided that that would not be necessary for everything. The order of the months and days of the week don’t change. So it didn’t make sense to want to move them around.

So, I tried out a bullet journal and surprisingly I fell in love with it. On a whim and with a touch of writers block, I decided to film a Bullet Journal Flip Through video and create a YouTube channel to correspond with my blog. I have been mulling over the idea for a while before I decided to just go for it.

For those interested in the results, you can find my video about my First Bullet Journal here and my YouTube channel here.

I was aching to do something creative and I had already planned out the week in my second bullet journal (the first one only lasted to the beginning of April before it was full). I was sitting at home, watching a ton of other peoples videos to distract myself from life and all the drama. Then I decided that I would make a video of my own first bullet journal to document a part of my journey. It was a journey of self discovery and played an enormous role in me getting back in touch with my creative side. Remembering how much I used to love art and drawing, until I convinced myself that I would never be good at any of it, so why even try.

Bullet Journaling helped me to see that it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter if I’m not an award winning artist. It doesn’t matter if my handwriting is messy or if I make a mistake or ten. If you are doing something that puts a smile on your face and gives you direction in life, none of those things matter.

Perfectionism is the silk-lined coffin for creativity…

This is my motto for the year, and I am trying to implement this in every aspect of my life. I know so many more people who can do with following the same advice. Don’t be afraid of not being perfect. The beauty of everything lies in the things that make them unique and different.

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A Poem About Rain

I miss you

So much

Everyday

More than you know

Or can ever imagine

Your smell

Your touch

The sound of your footsteps

When I come home

Cuddled up together

A book in my hand

Tea on the table

You by my side

Always in my heart

Watching over me

© Bianca Greyvenstein

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I suppose everyone goes through different phases in life and it depends a lot on what’s going on around them.

Recently I have let my surrounding and the goings on get a grip on me. A suffocating grip. One that I want to be free of. Desperately.

It is in my power to free myself. I just have to want it and I have to try harder. It’s not use to be complacent and let life happen to me and walk all over me.

It’s like everything has been piling up on top of me. I need to shake it off. No, this is not a reference to the Taylor Swift song by the same name. It’s actually a reference to a story about a donkey.

Yes, a donkey. They’re adorable and loving. But back to the story. I can’t remember where or when I heard it. However, it is likely that it was in one of the many inspirational speeches that were given at the I-can’t-bear-to-remember-how-many assemblies that I have attended over the years.

Basically the story went something like this:

A farmer wanted to rescue his donkey that fell down a well. He tried to get the donkey out of the well with ropes and who knows what else, to no avail. Eventually he decided to shovel dirt into the well. The dirt fell onto the confused donkey’s back. He shook each pile of dirt off his back and stepped onto the growing pile of dirt beneath his feet. This continued with more and more piles of dirt falling onto the donkey’s back, to be tread under hoof. This way the donkey rose to the top of the well, all the way into the loving arms of his owner. 

We can all see the moral being to shake off all the bad and negative things until you’re out of your own sticky situation or difficult times. I have been rather annoyingly frustrating company to myself, and probably to everyone who has spent time with me. Most likely because I have just let everything pile up onto my shoulders and I haven’t done anything about it.

. . .

A conversation with my best friend jump-started me into getting out of this rut that I’ve been stuck in. Or my ‘well’, I suppose. I’ve been letting the dirt pile up on my back. Actually, that explains the feeling of suffocation that has been plaguing me.

I have said it before and I will say  it again that I’m a dreamer but I want to be a doer too. I have been dreaming too much instead of being focused on reality. This attitude has ensured that my assignments  felt like torture and deadlines resembled death sentences.

Now that exams loom before me, I have decided to be less passive in letting life happen to me and caving to the desires of others. The butterfly stickers on my walls are my witnesses, along with my stuffed animals. They bear witness to my promises to myself, as well as my attempts to stick to them.

I thought that because I felt trapped in real life that I couldn’t find any escapes. That there was no outlet. I was wrong. Writing is my escape. My outlet for my feelings and my frustrations.

I slipped into old habits. It is too easy to tumble down that slippery slope when you first lose your footing. The only way for me to overcome this is to be vigilant in sticking to new habits until I have forgotten the old ones entirely. If I don’t, I will succumb to the weight of the world and it will bury me alive.

. . .

I recently read a book about learning to love yourself. Repeating it to yourself over and over again until you do. It was then that I realised that I had wondered back into my old negativity to some extent. When I couldn’t say that one little phrase: “I love myself“.

After all the hard work I did in the past to learn to accept myself as I am, I still felt uncomfortable saying it. I can’t really remember a time before reading the book where I have actually said those words. If I have to be honest, I can’t think of many other people who can say it to themselves either.

It’s easy enough to say it to others. That you love them. We all have heard the phrase “You can’t love someone else, until you learn to love yourself“. Easier said than done. Because how many people can actually say those three little words to themselves and mean it.

I for one have said that I hate myself countless times. Deep down, after the amount of times I have said negative things to myself about me, there’s no wonder that I struggle to believe anything different.

I also haven’t been treating myself with love. Indulging in unhealthy foods, avoiding any mention of physical activity. It is all too easy to be complacent and let the unhealthy side of life trick you into following it’s path with promises of sugar and endless naps.

My yoga mat is calling and I actually ate five different kinds of fruits and vegetables today. Not a lot I know, but it is a start.

. . .

On my original journey towards accepting myself I discovered guided meditation and visualisation. It did wonders for my life and this new book also suggests a few forms of meditations and different kinds of visualisations to focus on.

I think I fell off the wagon when I though that I had ‘fixed’ everything in my life. So I just stopped doing all the healthy and positive things that lead there. I thought I did what I needed to do after I felt better, so then I didn’t need to meditate, visualize or focus on mindfulness anymore. Except that’s not how it works.

Nothing is a quick fix. It will only help you if you continue with the practices, long after you think you have ‘fixed’ things. Otherwise you will fall backwards once more.

You can’t expect to train your body and go to the gym for one year and then suddenly stop out of the blue and expect your muscles to retain the strength for the next 40 years. Unfortunately it doesn’t work that way with anything in life. Even mental habits have to be practiced with dedication, otherwise you will not keep any of the benefits for long.

So here I am again, close to the past  but with better knowledge about how to continue on my journey. I am starting of with 30 days of Yoga Camp (check out Yoga with Adrienne)  and some meditations and affirmations. I will let you all know how I feel after completing the 30 days.

. . .

Change is hard at first, messy in the middle, and gorgeous at the end.  – Robin Sharma

All that is left of this semester are the exams and then I will finally have holidays again. Next semester will be fresh start in more ways than one. Our university is going through some changes, and I may be changing my major.

Now, I am not a lover of change and it scares me slightly. Nevertheless I am determined to accept the changes and work hard to make some more. We need to adapt to survive after all.

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Last month I turned 21 and here are a few things that were on my mind before this milestone:

1. It’s okay to not be okay.
2. No one is perfect. They are perfectly themselves.
3. Sometimes one tiny word or action of kindness can make someone’s day.
4. Drinking water really does make a difference. (To how you feel emotionally and physically)
5. Writing is more therapeutic than talking sometimes.  i.e Start a journal
6. Appreciate the simple things in life. Tip: look into ‘Hygge’ (the Danish know what’s up)
7. Life is all about finding your balance and sticking to what works for YOU.
8. Family is important, but it’s perfectly alright not to share their beliefs.
9. Dog’s really are human’s best friend.
10. All animals deserve unconditional love.
11. You’re never too old (or too anything) to follow your dreams.
12. Don’t give up on something just because it doesn’t come easy to you. It takes a lot of hard work and practice to be good at anything.
13. Don’t make decisions or assumptions based on the words of others. Make up your own mind about things.
14. You are what you eat.
15. Everyone can draw.
16. Alcohol and caffeine don’t agree with (my) anxiety.
17. Bad habits can be broken when better habits are introduced.
18. Learning does not need to be done at school. Find ways to learn on your own whenever you can.
19. No one is who they appear to be at first glance. Take the time to get to know people.
20. When you find a physical activity you love, exercise won’t feel like a chore.
21. I will be an eternal student. Learning for the rest of my life.  (Travel and be curious. It leads to beautiful discoveries.)

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The perfectionist in me used to avoid writing on paper whenever possible. This is due to my handwriting not being the neatest on the planet. However, handwriting is one thing that adds to the uniqueness of a person and what makes them completely and utterly themselves. My handwriting is a part of me. Just like the way I string words together is part of who I am. Even though I didn’t perceive it as being ‘perfect’ because it is messy, I realised that I am messy, my imagination is messy, and it is simply an extension of self.

I often struggle to stay organised and my brain naturally jumps to different ideas, without completing the initial idea. I am currently trying to ‘organise’ my thoughts, without limiting myself and my creativity. One of the best ways that I have found so far to accomplish this, is bullet journaling.

It is a method of staying organised that was created by Ryder Carroll and it has been a system that I have managed to stick with for the past two months. As of late, bullet journaling has become extremely popular and I was intimidated at first by how unique and beautiful other people have managed to make their books.

There are countless Instagram accounts and YouTube channels featuring extremely aesthetically pleasing journals and planners, with meticulous handwriting and gorgeous layouts. Everything from full blown watercolours to intricate sketches find their homes in these journals.

Until I realised something. The beauty of their creations lies in the fact that they put their heart and soul into their journals. It is a book that they carry around with them everywhere for whenever they want to write anything down. You simply open a new page and a new category is born. It is something that is extremely personal to each individual.

I have unconsciously been following a method similar to bullet journaling, except I used to have different notebooks for all sorts of different things. It is much more efficient for me to have everything that comes to mind in one book. This way it it is easier to evaluate my thoughts when moving to a new bullet journal. It forces me to go through everything, and decide which ideas and thoughts to improve and carry over to the new one, and which ones to leave behind.

I have also been more interested in proper journaling. Now I know some people do their journaling in their bullet journal, but I take up way too much space with that, so I have a separate book for more in depth writing. I keep my bullet journal for ideas and tasks to complete. It organises my life. Journaling lets me express myself more deeply, and over many more pages.

I recently received the gift of a fountain pen from someone who is quite close to my heart. I have never had a fountain pen before, as it is not mandatory for us to write with them in my old schooling system in South Africa. However, here in Dubai I discovered that many schools make it compulsory for students to learn to write with a fountain pen.

I ended up doing some research about the pens, because I was very ignorant about them. I was under the impression that they were difficult to write with and that they leak ink often. This is quite far from the truth, as I came to find that I adore writing with a fountain pen and I have not yet had any ink-malfunctions. Anyone who has had the fortune of writing with a fountain pen should know about their smoothness and lightness.

It has also allowed me to improve my cursive writing. As the pen flows more smoothly, it is much easier to form cursive rather than printed letters with it. It was one of my goals at the beginning of the year to improve my handwriting in general, as well as my cursive.

Some spring cleaning in my room also helped me to organise myself a little bit better. A cluttered room makes a cluttered mind after-all. All of my pens and notebooks and everything else now have a proper home and it is mush easier for me to locate everything whenever I need it. I am still a bit of a mess, but the mess is a lot more organised. I would call it eclectic now.

A few weeks ago, I discovered the danish concept of Hygge, and it is really worth reading about. Some candles and a cosy blanket have really made an impact on how I feel and how I spend my time. It has taken me some time to accept myself as I am, and my writing has been reveling in the aftereffects in the past 10 months or so. I have even started doodling a little bit.

After nearly 21 years, I have learned something that I wish I learned and accepted long ago. The best things that I have learned about to make me happy, did not take place at school or university. I discovered my magic for myself, without the pressure of getting good grades or the consequences of failing at the first attempt. The limitations of perfectionism are immense.

You can learn so much by yourself, in your own time, when you discover what you are truly passionate about. Elizabeth Gilbert talks a lot about creativity in her book Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear, and she rightly says that when you do something that makes you happy, you may unintentionally make others happy too, and touch their lives in ways that you could not have dreamed of. Whatever you do, don’t feel pressured to do it to please someone else.

That is the mentality that I am going to attempt to have and continue to follow my soul, wherever it leads. In my experience, things tend to happen as they should. I am looking forward to what secret joys (and sorrows) lie beyond the next bend, slowly waiting to unfold.

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Tight throat

Eyes blink open

Bright light blinks into eyes

Bright eyes blinking

The light is too bright

Thinking

Where did the blinking come from

Where did the feeling come from

Feeling

Feeling overwhelmed

So suddenly after waking up

Tight throat

Wake up

Get up

Walk to the bathroom

Feel the nausea

Throat is too tight

Then throat is too sore

Dry heaving

Nothing is there

Nothing to do

Nothing to be done

Except

Go through the motions

Pretend

Everything is alright

Pretend to be alright

Blurred motions

Blurred vision

Pretending to be reality

Nothing to be done

Everything to do

Nothing is done

Get up

Go to school

Get to work

Do work

Work is not done

Nothing is done

Nothing wants to be done

Everything hurts

Everything shakes

Shaking awake

Try to stop

Can’t stop

Can’t breathe

Can’t move

Have to move

Have to walk

Walking helps

Breathing helps too

Out and in

Hold in

Not too fast

Breathe

Sip water

Splash water

Hold on

Don’t scratch

Don’t

It hurts

Keep moving

Keep moving on

Keep breathing

Keep hurting

Go through the motions

Pretend

It’s alright

Pretend to be alright

Get up

Keep walking

Get in bed

Keep moving

Can’t sleep

Move places

Hold your breath

Count to ten

Go to sleep

Sleep

Can’t sleep

Wake up

Repeat

© Bianca Greyvenstein

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When I was still in South Africa (I’m back in Dubai again for those of you who don’t know), Mekayla and I spent an afternoon baking cupcakes. This is what followed:

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As you can see, I decided to bake from a recipe and the ingredients called for: (from the left)

The cupcakes: margarine, 2 eggs, milk, self raising flour, castor sugar (and vanilla essence – not pictured, that we spent another 20 minutes looking for).

The filling: fresh cream and icing sugar.

The top decoration: strawberry jam (the recipe said apricot but strawberry is my jam – excuse the pun) and desiccated coconut. I decided to add a few drops of food colouring (red and green) to the coconut flakes.

When they cooled down a bit I cut the tops off and put the cream filling that I whipped with a bit of icing sugar on the cupcakes then put the tops back on.

When they were all filled I put a tablespoon of jam in a bowl and heated it in the microwave. Then I mixed the red and greed food colouring with some of the coconut flakes in separate bowls.

First I smeared the jam on the cupcakes, followed by the coconut and then some adorable little Ballerinas.

And voila, Snowflake Ballerinas.

P.S. Mekayla doesn’t like jam or coconut, so I decorated her cupcake with some of her chocolate icing (she made some chocolate cupcakes) with smarties and other sweet things.

Here are some of Mekayla’s cupcakes that she baked and decorated:

All of the cupcakes turned out tasting like heaven (even after a few disagreements with the oven) and it was a lovely, whimsical day.

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Noises and people and places,

Everything, everyone, everywhere,

A myriad of distractions filling all the empty spaces.

..

Eyes shut, hands clenched in my hair

Pulling and tugging and ripping and tearing

I’m losing myself… she left without a care.

..

Eyes and their shadows always staring

Closing in all around

Each step cacophonous and blaring.

..

I will continue to stick my ground.

Drown it all out…

The little voice inside is about to be found,

..

Then she lets us know with her loudest shout

That she will  be heard,

Turning away, towards a scenic route.

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The Night Rainbow by Claire King
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I have been reading a few old books and listening to some audiobooks. I decided I need to get back to a few reviews, and this is my latest read.

The story is written from the interesting perspective of five-year-old Pea. It’s refreshing to see the world through a child’s eyes. From picking fruit to having pet scorpions, all described in her dialogue with herself and her friends.

Poor little Pea had had a rough life so far, but she gets through it all with Margot by her side. They make friends with the neighbors and try to help Maman after their Papa passed away. Maman is pregnant again after the other baby didn’t make it back from the hospital. Pea tries her best to be a good daughter and make her mother happy, even at such a young age.

It is a story with some sadness rolled into it, but the ending was happier than I expected.

Pea’s new friends seemed sinister at first, but I think that also stemmed from my own trust issues. I started reading this book a few months ago, but put it away after fearing what would happen to sweet little Pea. Luckily, I decided to pick it up again and find out what happens.

This is the author’s first novel and it is an excellent debut. The story is so realistic that we wonder if it stems from real events.

I’m glad I finally got back around to reading the books I bought over a year ago at a massive book sale. There are a few more gems waiting to be found in my dusty bookshelf.

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Well it’s been four months of being a successful herbivore. I really did not think that I would get this far. (Mekayla didn’t think I would last a month, but here I am).

I grew up in a household and an environment where eating meat is a part of everyday life. It wasn’t out of the ordinary for us to eat meat at every meal. Bacon and eggs for breakfast. A ham sandwich for lunch. A fully cooked dinner of roast-whatever in the evening. Our snacks would even include Biltong (various dried meats).

I have known for a long time that on some factory farms, animals are not treated very well. I saw one of those typical videos a few years ago, and I just stored it in the back of my mind like everyone else. I suppose I didn’t think that it was something that happened where I lived. Except it is a reality, although not many of us think that it is.

In South Africa, where I grew up, we went on many field trips. Visiting dairy farms and nature reserves. We got to play with some of the animals. We even milked a cow. We have family members who hunt wild bucks and make their own biltong. We’ve tasted everything from Kudu to Ostrich. We’ve been to crocodile reserves and even gotten a taste of Crocodile meat. For Christmas we would have a whole lamb on the spit braai (similar to a barbecue).

Meat-eating is a part of the culture. It is not often that you meet someone here that is Afrikaans and a vegetarian or a vegan. For many people it is a totally foreign concept.

I have often toyed with the idea of becoming a vegetarian. It just didn’t seem possible. It took me while to decide that after bonding with so many beautiful animals that I didn’t want to eat any of them anymore. I didn’t want a life to suffer for my sustenance when it wasn’t necessary.

I’ve played with lion cubs and cheetahs (and all sorts of other little-big cats). I’ve petted a giraffe and an ostrich. I’ve even rubbed a wild hog’s belly and fed a zebra. I’ve held a baby crocodile. All of the wild animals are gorgeous. I didn’t think of farm animals the same way until I babysat two chicks for a day in an amusement park. Then I visited a dairy farm and one of the calves licked my hand. They were beautiful too.

I never liked the idea of hunting. However, it seemed more humane to me to kill an animal that has lived a full life (like it happens in nature when a lion eats a buck), than to keep one in a cage for it’s whole life and then snuff out it’s existence for a chicken burger.

Those are the thoughts that made me feel better about my indulgences for a while. I didn’t think South Africa could have those cages full of animals to be slaughtered. I was sure they all lived outside and were happy grazing in the fields and mountains.

I began to think of vegetarianism more when I moved to Dubai. It didn’t seem possible for them to have many farms in the desert. So where did the food come from? Clearly it was mostly imported. Then I began to think of the animals again. Where did they live? Were they treated with kindness?

Around February of 2016 I attempted to become a vegetarian. I quickly surmised that going cold turkey and just completely cutting out all meat immediately, was a method that does not work for me. I lasted 2 weeks before ordering McNuggets.

I wasn’t eating enough in general and more importantly, I wasn’t eating enough of the right foods. I was confused about what I should be eating and I had the mindset that I was depriving my body of something. That made me want it more.

After a few months of deliberating, I decided to choose a different path. That one clearly was not the right one for me. What works for some, does not work for others.

I grew up using food as a comfort. Home cooked food (especially my grandmother and my mother’s cooking) was my go to. I used it to feel better whenever I was sad for any reason. That and candy, chocolates and chips. Anything that tasted nice, helped me to feel a bit better. For the time it took me to empty a plate of course. That’s why second and third helpings stepped in. I used to weigh a bit more than I should, thanks to indulgences that were helped along by many negative emotions.

I wrestled with my self confidence and my body image for quite some time. I few brushes with eating disorders later, and I decided to end the love affair with sweet and salty snacks and especially second helpings. I gradually cut them out, one by one. I allowed myself treats here and there in the form of chocolate and ice cream when I wanted something for a bit of comfort. I did a lot of dancing at school and I lost a lot of weight in the process.

I thought of this time in my life when I wanted to become a vegetarian recently. Home cooking was a new crutch to deal with recent bouts of depression and anxiety. I had formed my own fears surrounding food. I decided I was being selfish and silly. I can still have home cooked meals and replace the meaty parts with something else.

I decided to make a slower transition this time. I took two months where I slowly ate less and less meat, taking my time to find alternative that I liked to eat. My body wasn’t in shock and neither was my mind. I ate something when I really wanted it. When I was very hungry, I ate something vegetarian and if I was still hungry after that, then I would indulge my meat cravings. I didn’t deprive myself of anything. My body was used to a certain diet for over 20 years, and suddenly changing it will cause a bit of withdrawal. It happened with the candy and the chips, and naturally the same would happen with meat.

Finally, on the first of September 2016 I had successfully cut all meat and fish out of my diet. Checking labels in Dubai is a bit of a hassle when it comes to checking for gelatine and so on, but otherwise I’ve been okay.

When you want to make a major life change, it is important to find a way that works for you. Don’t feel pressured to follow someone else’s guidelines.

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This evening my parents and I watched the movie Nerve. It has one of my all time favourite actresses as the main lead (Emma Roberts), so naturally it was on my list of To Be Watched.

I don’t want to spoil anything but the movie had a few concepts in there that I want to discuss.

It is about a game wherein people can be one of two categories, either Players or Watchers. The Watchers control what the Players do in an online game, which is fun at first but later takes a serious (seriously dangerous) turn.

To me, this is similar to life in certain ways. We can all choose to be Watchers or Players. Watching other people reach success and sit idly by, merely discussing their achievements. Or we can choose to be active participants, or Players, and be the ones reaching for the stars and living our dreams. The difference is, the Players in life are not too often controlled by their viewers. They take their own path and follow their dreams and desires.

We decide this for ourselves. Life and any other higher power cannot change and improve our fates without major assistance and hard work from us. My mother often says that no one is a ship on the seas of life, floating around aimlessly and being tossed through the storms. We are the captain of our boats and we have direction and we have control.

Later in the movie we are introduced to the third category of Prisoner. The Players who do not stick to the rules become Prisoners to the game. In life, I feel more like the Watchers become the Prisoners. They fall into the traps of laziness and giving up. This leads to becoming Prisoners of their own routines, with a fear of trying harder or escaping the mundanity. It is such a perfectly orchestrated trap, assisted by society and the millions of distractions available at our fingertips.

It is so much easier to watch another episode on Netflix than to work on learning that 2nd language that you’ve been dying to understand for the past 12 years… Ordering McDonalds is the convenience that beats learning how to use that Smoothie Maker that you bought months ago and have been meaning to incorporate into your morning routine… The gym can wait for the Monday that never truly arrives, while you dream about the outfit at the back of your closet that you said you’d wear when you lost those last 10 kgs… Going to the job that makes you miserable is safer than quitting and starting your own company…

We are all active Players in life. We have control and we are capable of making conscious decisions. We all have 24 hours in a day. Your role models all have the same amount of time that you do. If you are not where you want to be, then you should probably reevaluate your priorities. Even an hour or just a few minutes spent on something to reach your goals every day, is better than putting them in the back of your mind to be forgotten.

I have decided to attempt to write a little bit every day. Even if it’s just a tiny poem or a page in my journal, my goal for 2017 is to have written at least 365 little things for myself. A skill can only be honed if it is practiced. I know I am technically a few hours late with this post for today, but to me a new day doesn’t start until I’ve slept at least 4 hours.

I have been doing a lot more thinking lately too. I don’t want to wait for someone to say to me that they don’t think I’ll be able to complete something to give me motivation to do it. I don’t want to be known as the girl that never follows through. So this will be my goal for the year to work on by myself without pressure from anyone or anything. I’ll be accountable for myself, and I will be the only one who knows if I have or haven’t followed through. Proving to myself (and possible Watchers) that I do indeed have the nerve.

I have a habit of being more focused on helping others succeed and motivating them, than myself. For a long time, I suppose I didn’t feel that I was worthy of achieving anything, if that makes sense. I didn’t like myself very much, and you don’t often want to see someone that you don’t like succeed. I have come very far since then, but a few old negative habits have stuck around. The only way to get rid of the bad (in a way that works for me) is to slowly replace it with the good. It is pretty silly to continue to be a sidekick in your own story.

There comes a time for all of us to decide whether we have the nerve to work hard, but not be too hard on ourselves in the process. There is a list in our hearts of what makes us happy. There is also a list of things that we do everyday. Often, these lists do not agree with one another. It is up to us to evaluate them both and make adjustments where necessary.

What’s the point of not doing something that makes you happy whenever possible?

It is possible to have the best of both worlds… Watch one fewer episode of Netflix per week and learn a new phrase in that foreign language…. Make a fresh smoothie to have with your french fries… Go to the gym today, throw out that old outfit and buy a new one that fits the body you have… Don’t quit your job, but work on your passion on the side until you can make something of it…

It definitely requires a Watcher to turn into a Player to avoid becoming a Prisoner of Life…

Got Nerve? Bring it on 2017.

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Nervous fingers trace the spine.

Surely, this will lead near to divine

New tales of adventures to behold.

We shall journey until warm embraces us enfold.

…

There we all grasp 365 perfectly empty pages,

Patiently there to be filled through all stages.

Like freshly ground coffee and brand new books,

The scent of the future has me hooked.

…
The dedication of this story will be to me,

As she has awaited her spotlight with a hint of envy.

Empty promises long forgotten, slowly arose

Gratitude goes to the light of love they so chose.

…
Gleeful souls, all welcome to join this caravan,

All in search of horizons to expand.

© Bianca Greyvenstein

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Life without wi-fi is proving to be a bit difficult (especially when it comes to updating my blog regularly), however I have had plenty of time to reread some old books and a start on a few new ones. I’ve also had my fair share of adventures and outings. Overall, the Christmas holidays turned out better than I expected.

A week or so ago, Mekayla and I went for a walk and I took a few snapshots of her. Here are the results:

Mekayla lives in a Golf Estate and they have the most beautiful willow trees by the golf courses, so naturally we made our way down there.

Then we made our way back along a different path.

Thank you Mekayla for being an amazing model xoxo

We did another video on Mekayla’s channel. It’s called 5 Things My Best Friend Doesn’t Know About Me. Give it a Thumbs up and a comment if you like it and want us to do more collaborations.

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This is what happens when two friends attempt to find a distraction in the mundane…

Photo creds: Mekayla Barkhuizen

We were at my family’s braai and we decided to test out my camera. Mekayla is more knowledgeable about these things and she wanted to test out the camera’s features.

I was feeling Mad-Hattery and loved the flowers. My awkwardness required me to sit down after a while…

Of course we had to get a few hair snapshots in there (I am a little bit obsessed with hair and long hair in particular)…

Thank you for the stunning photographs Mekay xoxo

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In August of this year I was on vacation in America and while I was there, I picked up an Erin Condren Life Planner (I had been drooling over them on YouTube for the majority of this year and simply had to get one).

For the past trimester at University, I have been using this planner and a diary from Typo for most of my university-related To Do’s. The diary is only for 2016 whereas the planner is from July 2016 to December 2017.

A few days ago, my best friend helped me to decorate the monthly calendars in the planner for 2017. Here are the results:

Photo creds: Mekayla Barkhuizen

Front cover

Monthly tabs and a quote page

January

February

March

April

May

June

July

August

September

October

November

December

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I am finally back home in South Africa for the holidays and time is still a mystery. It flies when you want more of it and stands still at the most inconvenient moments. Sometimes I think that Time lets his children play around with the seconds and minutes and then they become muddled and out of sync.

It would explain a lot of seemingly mysterious events, such as déjà vu. There are few things that annoy me more than the sound of a ticking clock. I suppose it reminds me of deadlines and the inevitable end of all things. That slow, rhythmic tick-tock makes me too nervous to accurately describe. I cannot sleep or concentrate on any work if that sound is playing in the background. Not to mention the sound of my alarm that wakes me up in the mornings… if I hear that sound at another time in the day, my skin crawls and I immediately get a pit in my stomach.

The past few weeks have been full of a lot of things to do within a limited amount of time. Of course I was at university, so that meant assignments and exams with their respective due dates, even after a fair amount of pleading for extensions (a few of the nicer lecturers took pity on us and saved a few desperate students from many sleepless nights). Simultaneously I had to contemplate packing for my flight to South Africa. My last exam and my flight fell on the same date so, scatterbrained as I am, I ended up forgetting a few things here and there. This is what happens when I try to do too many things at once and don’t finish them one at a time. Distractions are my downfall.

Today me will live in the moment, unless it’s unpleasant, in which case me will eat a cookie. – Cookie Monster

Lately I have been using the You App to keep track of some personal goals while holding on tightly to my rose-tinted view. I really enjoy the platform and find it to be a more positive form of Instagram, as it encourages you to appreciate all of the good things in your life and to work towards a better You with daily prompts. I haven’t been keeping up with my daily usage of the app, however, but one of the recent prompts had a link to a TED Talk, In Praise of Slowness, about becoming a tortoise in life. After watching it I had few things to think about.

I don’t think a life worth living should be rushed. Reading, yoga, meditation, even eating and having a conversation with a friend. These are a few of the things that I enjoy doing and they all can be done slowly to fully appreciate the moment. I think that vacations are the best times to practice slowness. No work or university and only a few appointments here and there. Bustling airports and rushing to meet deadlines is on hold for the moment. I finally have plenty of time to focus on the things that matter to me.

Yesterday, I arrived in South Africa and we immediately had things to do and people to see. I had breakfast at Mugg and Bean with my mom and it was delightful to just catch up and relax. I was once more reminded about the fact that my different lives are not put on pause while I am in a different country. The menu at the restaurant had a makeover, and so did my house. They are apparently adding garages to accompany the already impressive structure. (This also happens to be the reason why I was awake this morning at an hour that is not even remotely consistent with my usual holiday habits.)

In the afternoon, we went to a braai (a braai is similar to a barbecue – cooking meat and other foods on a wood or coal fire) at one of my cousin’s houses. It was painfully obvious that I had not seen them in a while. I had since become a vegetarian and my family was a bit surprised and had a few interesting comments about it. That is for a different post however… More to the point, their children had grown so much since I last saw them. In that moment I felt as if so much time had passed and that I was missing pieces of my memory.

On the other hand, when my best friend – Mekayla – hugged me, it was like the past four months hadn’t even happened. Time is relevant and time is limited. When I was younger I was so excited about growing up, leaving school and starting my own life. Now that I am in university, I am appreciating moments more. I bought a camera when I was in the US in August and I am planning on documenting more moments. Photos are one good way to save memories.

Mekayla joined me for the family-braai and we spent some time together catching up before she leaves for her Christmas vacation with her family. We also tested out my camera and she played around with the settings (I know hardly anything about photography and she is a lot more knowledgeable about the subject). She is a YouTuber and she has invited me to be in a few of her videos. I love the ones she has already posted and she is very talented at all things visual (she also paints and draws).

She and I will be doing a few collaborations and posting about some of our shenanigans and time spent together. Be sure to check out Mekayla’s channel in the meantime and get to know her a little bit more. We have a lot of plans for the rest of this week and next week. I am thrilled to be back home and I have a huge To Do List (my To Read List is even longer….) and I hope I will be able to complete the majority of the tasks before I return to Dubai.

Who knows, maybe by this time next year, the sounds of clocks will become entirely irrelevant and deadlines will be more congenial – as long as I can be more slow and less panicked in life in general. The best way to get the job done is to focus, slow down, and not become discouraged or distracted. The tortoise from the fable will be my role model in Slow Living for the weeks to come.

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Thoughts full of debating,

Spying from afar the tallest wall.

A mismatch of deliberating,

Could climb but oh, to risk the fall.

Back and forth turns to skipping, pacing

‘Round and around, still unsure.

Relief and Reassurance are embracing

Mercy is in a word, a cure.

One foot before the other

Approach this mirage carefully…

The gate is open with a bashful stutter,

Inviting with aromas of ardency.

Hands and hearts, between tulips and vines

Never before seen, uncovered discoveries,

Souls meet eyes and study intricate designs,

Eternity will hold these memories.

Losing oneself, finding another

The secrets  are waiting to unfold,

Turn to words of elsewhere, rather

Far aways, is in a dream of gold.

© Bianca Greyvenstein

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So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you.

Okay I have been very far behind with my book reading plans. I admit I have been jumping around all over the place and I haven’t finished a book in a while. I have a legitimate excuse – Life Happens!

I really am working on using the Forest App (from the iStore) more often lately so that I can concentrate with no distractions. Today I decided to read The Alchemist because it has been on my mental To Read List for a while (speaking of, I need to remake my physical To Read List soon). After having two friends recommend it to me again, I decided that taking 2 hours to read it today will be a good way to avoid studying focus my mind.

It really is a lovely novel with so many profound messages and ideals. Everyone should read this book at least once in their life. As many people have said, the lessons in the book are applicable to all of human kind and everything else in the universe too. The journey of the boy is symbolic to me in so many ways and every other line is quotable and all the words are something to live by.

I have learned a few of these truths myself recently and this is yet another sign that I might be on the right path to realise my Personal Legend and discover the Soul of the World.

It is beautifully written, timeless and simply a classic. The journey to bring this book to the world is also an amazing story. I hope this book may find its way to many more souls so that we can grow together.

I have been inspired by a mirror soul and I am optimistic about where the rest of the omens will lead. Perhaps I too will meet a Gypsy or a King. Or maybe my omens are in the form of a Student and  a Lecturer…

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Can I just say that life keeps surprising me. In so many good and bad ways. Today I mostly want to talk about the amazing ways. There is an ultimate design and my soul can feel it. Maybe my soul has known it all along, and my conscious mind is only now becoming aware.

I have been in a bit of a trance lately. For the past few weeks, the universe has attracted so many amazing and wonderful people and conversations into my life.  None of these gifts were expected and I am not usually fond of surprises. More often than not, the idea of a surprise makes me quite anxious, due to the likelihood of the outcome being something unfortunate. Suspense in reality is not something I am a fan of. I say ‘in reality’ because I much prefer the use of suspense in novels, movies or stories of any kind. I digress, as the majority of the surprises of late have been quite pleasing to say the least.

Footsteps fade and eventually merge on the most unexpected paths. I have a tendency of using large portions of my spare time to read and share posts on Facebook. These posts have always been relevant to my beliefs and things that I support. Admittedly, for about 2 years and 6 months, I was not living according to the aforementioned beliefs. I suppose this is because of certain aspects of how society and my friend circle changed as I grew up. Maybe they didn’t even change and I was just too stubborn to conform. Until I did. I would say ‘regrettably’ if I had regrets. Every version of who I was throughout my life has molded and shaped me into the present-day-me. I have to say I rather like her now.

It seems that I’m not the only one who thinks so. As I have mentioned, I have come across quite a few amazing souls as of late. One of my lecturers (she is definitely in my collection of wonderful women who have made a lasting impact on my life), recently had to leave and it was devastating and entirely heartbreaking for so many of her students. Everyone loves her to bits and she is nothing less than a superb teacher. She is one of the amazing souls and she was in fact the first one I met when I returned to Dubai at the end of August. She may not be at my university anymore, but we are still very close to her and she always looks out for us. I was dreading moving to a new university and making new friends all over again. Her class made all the difference and I didn’t think it would be entirely awful here.

The making-new-friends part doesn’t bother me as much as the moving-away-and-losing-those-friends part of life. I had this mindset for quite a while. Until I really started to think about it. I used to be perfectly content with moving on to new souls and new adventures. Something happened to make me change somehow. Toxic people made me doubt myself. I became very insecure and constantly felt the need to prove my worthiness to people who simply are not capable of valuing who I really am. That hurt me more than I like to admit.

I suppose I was in denial for quite some time and tried to be emotionless. For someone who has empath qualities, it went against my nature. I didn’t want to admit that my habits had become self-destructive. Everyone did it. So why shouldn’t I fit in for once? Something inside me knows I’m not meant to go down that path anymore and I was shaken awake but it took some time to fully snap out of it. I have been mentioning similar things in previous posts, but I suppose it is really hitting me again now with meeting so many different people. They are new kinds of people that I am not entirely used to being around but I love them dearly and they encourage me to be the best version of myself. I have changed on my own and their presence being drawn to my life, shows me that I am heading in the right direction.

The lecturer I mentioned before played a critical role in me meeting a soul that is almost indescribable. Facebook again played a role here. Both of them mentioned to me that they enjoy what I post on Facebook. This and a little bit of drama lead to a few conversations. He unexpectedly has so much in common with me. We relate on so many topics but that does not take away from some intense debates and discussions. I have never come across anyone that instantly understands me the way he does. I have pondered about past lives on occasion, and this collision took my breath away and is just so familiar that I can’t help but feel like we have known one another before in a distant world or time. I am sure I will have a lot more to say about this in future, but for now I would like to keep it to myself.

Facebook was not done with it’s surprises yet, however. An old friend ended up contacting me about my posts too. Particularly, he mentioned that a few of the topics that I feel strongly about played a role in inspiring him to want to do his part to change the world, little by little. He asked me to join him on a business venture and I am looking forward to supporting his cause and being a part of assisting non-profit organisations and nature preservation. I am not disillusioned towards all the negativity in the world. I have seen some of the worst of humanity, but people like this give me hope that all is not lost. All we have to do is our best to love one another and ourselves. Love breeds love.

Once more, another old friend made contact with me through Facebook and shared her story with me. We were never particularly close when we saw one another frequently and I have not seen her for many years but I was pleasantly surprised by her message and the conversation that followed. We have a few things in common and she has had a few struggles but she really is so much stronger for it now. I am really wishing and hoping that her path will have lights and laughter to guide her to a better story. She is remarkably optimistic and I love her all over again from one small chat.

I have had the privilege of having met a variety of people who are able to light a spark in others. Often I have only had one conversation with these people, but is is enough to leave a lasting imprint. A conversation about literature, favourite novels, learning to read and love books. Symbolism and the hidden meanings in stories. Nostalgia and tattoos. So many aspects of life that I adore that not many people appreciate. Another conversation was about languages and how to learn a new one by being fully emerged in it. Diving in head first into a new world and learning everything anew.

Making a difference in the world and in people’s lives could be as simple as giving a compliment or giving the taxi driver an extra ten Dirhams. A small thing to one, could make all the difference to another. A conversation and a connection.

These are not the only people I have come across that speak to my soul. Over the years these moments sparkle and explode, however they are fleeting and should be appreciated.

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Gunpowder, treason and plot.

As some people may know, the quote in the title is from V for Vendetta, a movie that I should really watch again (I also hear there is a book, so that is going on the To Read List). If you don’t recognise the name, I am sure you will know V’s mask when you see it. It has been a popular identifier for the hacker collective known as Anonymous, with a few others using it for their own entertainment.

Now, I always think of this quote whenever this date rolls around, but it is strange how certain attributes of this past week really puts an emphasis on the irony. There was an incident that I was involved in, wherein a large group of students wanted to “Stick it to the Man“, as Dewey Finn would say. We believe a great injustice had occurred and we desperately wanted to make a difference. Then we realised that there was nothing to criticise – legally. They were careful to not break any rules or laws with their actions, however unjust we believed it might be.

Both V and Anonymous wear masks to stand up for what they know as right, and we wanted to follow in their footsteps in our anger. Then when we discovered that our hands were tied, and we had no masks to hide our identities, but the worst thing of all was that we could not fix what had happened. The feeling of pure hopelessness was what got to me the most.

One day, we will create lives for ourselves that don’t make us feel this way. Right now, it is too large a risk to cause chaos as too many people will be hurt by it. We are still fighting for our futures and our places in the world.

I know I haven’t really explained much of anything in detail, but I can’t for confidentiality purposes. That also hurts. When freedom of speech is something that is meant to exist. Or even just plain freedom. Except neither of them are real in the world we live in today. The only freedom we would ever have is if the entire world disregarded systems and resorted to Anarchy. Technically then freedom would exist. It wouldn’t necessarily make the world any better. When people have freedom to do good, they also have freedom to do harm. Unfortunately there are many that would choose harm over good. That is how it has been for a very long time.

We still have to face consequences because we live in a society with rules. Some just know the rules better than others and use it to their own advantage by finding loopholes.

I have been consciously trying to be happier, and it it difficult when bad things happen to people I care about. A few of those things happened this week, but in the end they are okay. They may be a little worse for wear but they are strong and they will be able to overcome their struggles. Even if they don’t believe in themselves, I believe in them.

I’m the kind of person who would rather focus on other people’s lives and their problems instead of my own. It is something I have been trying to find a balance with. That is why I am writing this post today. I don’t want to get so absorbed in other people that I neglect my life and things that matter to me. I can’t save everyone. I can only be there for them with some advice when I can. This took me many years to learn and I am glad that I am working on improving it now while I am still 20 and starting my adult life. It would be much harder to do it one day when I am 50 and I forgot about my goals and only lived for others.

Balance is vital for life…

My blog and writing are very important to me. I tried to keep a journal for a while but I ended up writing about boring everyday things like what I had for dinner or when I washed my hair. Those things are useful to keep track of with my scatterbrain, but it didn’t fulfill my desire to express myself. To say something. I had never really known that this is what I wanted until I did. I love writing posts and thinking about adventures to take that I can then write about on my blog afterwards. It has made me more excited about life and interested in poetry and prose again.

Who knows, maybe one day I can use this platform to make a difference if I can reach more people. Let’s see how it goes.

I hope this space makes a few people happy as I don’t get to see some of my friends and family back home very often, so I know they are a few loyal readers, and I am grateful for their support. I know I live in my own little world sometimes, but hopefully this allows them a peek inside. I’m not always very sociable but it is important for me that they know I love them very much and always will.

When I think of people, I think of art. None of us are the same, yet we are masterpieces in our own right. We all have our own little pedestal in the gallery of life but only those who look closely enough will see that we are constantly in flux. We continue to evolve and add layers to the watercolour, or carve deeper into the rock to find hidden pieces of the statue. Everything that life throws at us, adds to our development.

For you, my friends and everyone who may be going through a tough time right now or in the future, keep looking for the light in the darkness. It will always be there and it will guide you to where you need to go and you will be stronger for it. Continue to work hard and be the best You that You can be. Your soul knows where it’s going. Take part actively in life and don’t let a moment pass without making the best of it. Appreciate people. Things can change for you or them at the tip of a hat, and you may not know when your paths will diverge.

Even if we could not fix all the things that went awry this week, we still managed to recover with dignity. Perhaps one day we too will don a mask and fight for what is right. Until then, we will learn the rules and practice until we can play the game better than those who wrote them.

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Is there such a thing as too much thinking? I think there is. For the past few months I have been feeling slightly overwhelmed by they blogosphere and social media. I have read posts from so many amazing bloggers, and they each have their own unique and exquisite style. However, in the back of my mind I have constantly been searching for the ‘right’ way to blog. The ‘right’ way to write and speak my mind on this web of connections. Until today, when I decided to ask myself why am I doing this? Why am I looking for a guideline or approval from someone else? I didn’t have an answer. I felt lost. I was feeling that way more and more about life in general.

I am currently studying in Dubai, and it was beginning to feel like a temporary stop-over in my life’s journey, but it isn’t. It is one of many destinations and I haven’t decided what the next one will be yet. I have had it in my mind that I have to go to Australia and I was spending (essentially wasting) so much of my time daydreaming about Australia and the life I could have there. I was overlooking the great life I have here. This happens to many people when they are too focused on aiming at the future, that they neglect the present. That’s not a fun way to live. The only time we really have is now. The past and future are only ideas and we will never fully be able to grasp them in our hands. This is why we need to make as much of the current moment as we possibly can.

I noticed throughout my little habits of sitting on a cloud and thinking about the future, that I have picked up some unhealthy habits too. I began to say things to myself like “oh, you’ll have time for that later, or tomorrow, don’t bother doing it now” and in this way I would begin to waste time and procrastinate instead of making full use of my time. I started to play games on my phone, and Facebook is full of me sharing things while I could be doing anything else. Netflix is amazing, but I think it should have a limit of episodes you can watch per day. After all of this, I still find myself wondering where all of the time has gone and why it has passed so swiftly. Time was running away from me, because I stopped appreciating it.

Maybe one day I will move to Australia, or maybe I won’t. My life hasn’t always followed a plan and the universe has had many surprises, but I always seem to end up where I need to be. I didn’t expect to transfer Universities after barely two years of studying. I thought I would be staying at my previous one for another two years, and then possibly move to England. Now I am in a position to transfer to Australia. These little oddities have occurred repeatedly throughout my life. I never end up where I think I will, but I have learned to trust that my path always leads to delightfully perfect destinations. None of them have merely been stops along the way. I have met inspiring people who have taught me a lot. I have also come across a few lessons in the form of friends, nevertheless I don’t regret a single moment. Every second of my life has brought me to where I am now and I have gone through many changes and (hopefully) become a better person for it all.

Over the past 20 years (and seven months) I have moved houses/apartments around 10 times and schools/universities about 9 times.This is probably one of the reasons why I have mixed feelings about moving and a big part of me wants to settle down. Another part of me enjoys the adventure of seeing new sights and meeting new people and starting over. There is something very appealing about having a blank canvas to redefine yourself. I have been good and bad at making new friends, depending on my current mindset and how confident I felt in myself. It was easier at age 4 to make friends, and more difficult during the fifth grade, now at twenty, it is easier again. I like myself more, so it is simpler to think that other people would like me too. Every version of me has been the way she needed to be to meet the right souls at the time.

I have had many many people who I considered my “best friend” at that particular moment in my life. I consider a best (or a even a good/close friend) someone who is there for you during that particular part of the journey that is your life. A soul who gets on well with your own. Sometimes they find a distraction along the way and leave you behind, or perhaps you are the one who finds the distraction and leaves them. Other times you reach a crossroads and you both pick different paths. It may happen that one walks faster and the other cannot keep up. This is not always a choice, as we all have different lives and different reasons for how fast we go and which direction we pick. Friends come and go, but they all have a reason for having been a friend to you. I have had a friend for a day and never seen them again. That doesn’t make the day any less fun, or them less of a friend.

I was watching the Gilmore Girls the other day (it popped up on Netflix and I vaguely remember it being on TV when I was a kid) and I related a lot to Rory in Season 2 Episode 7. She is told that her teachers have noticed that she is quite anti-social at school and she is encouraged to make friends instead of reading during lunch time. At the end of the episode, she follows their advice and her new friends get her into a bit of trouble. She responds to this by saying that the teachers are only noticing what they want to see, and they don’t see her relationship with her family or friends in her hometown. (Side note- I really love the series. Their wit and quick thinking is on point and I want to get some tips.)

I have been feeling some similar things as of late. I have been at my new university for two months now and I haven’t made a new “best friend” here. There is usually a “best friend” for every place. At school, at home, at dance class, or even in the neighborhood. I have made many friends here, but I still sometimes prefer my own company with a book (on my tablet) or my laptop (sometimes work, sometimes play) and listening to study music or the like. For the fist few weeks I missed my friends at my old uni so much. They were always there and I never had time to spend by myself. At home in South Africa, I am also not alone very often. There is usually at least one person (more often 5) at the house, and going anywhere alone is not something I am allowed to do. Thus I became accustomed to the constant presence of people and I started to rely on it. I would wonder around aimlessly for a while, and then I would seek out people to spend time with or just to have a chat. If this goes on long enough, you stop knowing how to be by yourself (especially in public) and it feels weird or wrong to be alone.

Until…. epiphany! I remembered the little girl that could spend hours with her nose in a book, at home or at school, not noticing if there was a person or an elephant or a ghost beside her. I didn’t always need someone’s presence to make me feel okay. I was fine by myself and didn’t seek out company that often. I found that part of myself again and I am very glad I did. I don’t want to spend quite as much time reading fantasy novels though (fun as it may be), I do however want to spend more time learning and improving myself. I want to be a protagonist that is worth reading about and experience’s some character development. You are the main character of your own story after all, and you are also the author. Writing yourself as a boring character isn’t much fun.

I was overthinking so much these past few months that my thoughts were having thoughts of their own. There is no right or wrong way to blog, to make friends, or to spend time alone. I am me and I want to be the best me possible. I don’t need to waste so much time trying to be someone else’s idea of a good protagonist, writer, blogger, or friend.

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Do you believe your own blue eyes?

Every-time from birth to the next

Has had its reason, so say the texts.

Pretoria, Warwick, Midrand, Dubai

Separate stars for stops, an exclusive sky.

Each and every aspect, personally designed

To find the path where I am to be aligned.

Souls to merge with, some to avoid.

All illustrations have thus been enjoyed…

Stepping stones, the eternal student

The universe becomes closer to translucent.

Around and under, hidden yet clear,

Past or Future? Only now is here.

Following the fairies, finding the voices

As each mishap leads to mindful choices.

Puppeteers with masks and manipulation

Will not triumph by means of my trepidation

Hidden treasures, knowledge abound

If I were only to look around.

Borrowing tales to create the invisible

Until reality distracts with the unthinkable.

Blurred nights and dark days,

Will not keep for long, I found my ways.

Searching for meaning and reason

Becomes ever futile with each passing season.

For little is known, yet much to gain,

If only to pause and touch the rain.

Blue eyes have been awakened,

Rhymes and reasons have beckoned.

Per chance to find my heart-sisters,

We will answer the inner whispers.

© Bianca Greyvenstein

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It’s finally October and time for Halloween, or so says the Pumpkin King. (Shamelessly referencing The Nightmare Before Christmas)

To some, Friday the 13^th may be an ‘unlucky’ day. To me, Friday the 13^th of 1968, was a very auspicious day and anything other than ‘unlucky’. A very special person was born on that day…

Mommy, it was your birthday last month… and I was too caught up in emotions to write this at the time. We’re living on opposite sides of the world, and leaving you or watching you leave me, is hard for us all. I don’t want to be sad and cry all the time. So I pretend it’s not happening and I hide away. I know that you cry and you miss us. We miss you too but you will be visiting again soon and we are all looking forward to seeing you again.

Thank you for the Skype call today. It made me realise how many times you have been a room away when I needed a cuddle or a reality check. You were always that person for me. Leaving the nest has not been easy, especially when that nest was guarded so securely for the majority of my life.

HALLOWEEN COSTUME NUMBER 1: Monkey

Monkeys are adorable and would make for a wild change compared to the ordinary cat-costume.

My mother was born in the Chinese Year of the Monkey, and it just so happens to be the year for Monkeys in 2016. She is an Earth Monkey, which means that she are well-read, creative, generous and so much more. I can honestly say that she has taught me so much throughout my life, and I am thankful for all of our little moments. I aspire to be like her in various aspects of my life and I know many others who feel the same.

HALLOWEEN COSTUME NUMBER 2: Flower child

Now this one is open to some interpretation, but the peace and love movement have some appealing vintage-esque vibes going on. 

This came to mind because my mother is a Virgo and she was there to witness parts of the flower power movement. It  reminds me of her Bell Bottoms that I borrowed/inherited (they helped to envision some time-travel-voyages). Talking about horoscopes and personalities hints at our shared love for psychology and the human mind. This also makes me think about all of the music that we love to listen to and sing along with in the car. The Singstar ABBA matches must continue.

HALLOWEEN COSTUME NUMBER 3: Momma Bear

Another beautiful animal (sometimes misunderstood) but nevertheless a Halloween idea that I have yet to see in person, but would love to try.

I remember when my mom and I watched Brave together. Merida shot right into first place on my Favourite Disney Princesses List and her mother and siblings made excellent additions. The story of a Princess not finding a Prince in her Happily Ever After certainly left an impression, and it echoes with my mother’s words and lessons from my childhood. She always made sure that my sister and I grow up to be self-sufficient and not letting the words wife and mother be the only words to define us.

HALLOWEEN COSTUME NUMBER 4: Glinda the Good

This pink witch from The Wizard of Oz has been one of my fascinations for the longest time. She also makes the cliche Wicked Witch jealous of her beautiful dresses and bubbly magic. My obsession with witches in general makes this a fun costume concept.

Glinda tells Dorothy to follow the Yellow Brick Road, and my mother is always there to guide me when I feel lost. She has shown me how to make good choices and now it is my time to learn and make better decisions. All girls have to venture out into the world and find their Oz one day. Luckily, my mom is only a Skype-bubble away if I really need her advice or just to catch up on the daily-happenings when we’re both worlds apart.

HALLOWEEN COSTUME NUMBER 5: Lemur

Okay I have to admit that my obsession with animals (particularly cute and fluffy ones) is slightly excessive. Either way, a Lemur would be an out-of-the-box critter to try on for size.

Ah, this small and fuzzy one brings back so many memories of family holidays and trips. One of the most memorable moments was when a lemur licked my mom’s foot. I believe we were in Monkey Land at the time, looking at a Tortoise with three legs and making her acquaintance. The giggles that followed and the greenery will not be forgotten for a very long time. I cherish our family-getaways and they always end up being the parts of lives that we remember for years to come. My mom used this trips to make me particularly observant and conscious about cleanliness and learning how to cope away from the safety-net of home.

HALLOWEEN COSTUME NUMBER 6: Queen of Tarts

A lovely play on the Queen of Hearts from Alice in Wonderland. One of the latest Tim Burton movies, Through the Looking Glass, should definitely inspire a few creative outfits for the midnight (and midday) feasts on the 31st this year.

There is one thing about the women in my family. Most of them can cook, and those that can are spectacular at it. Their food is top notch and the baked goods are out of this world. I hope it’s a gene that will kick in sometime in the near future on my part, but until then I will daydream about my mother’s cooking. This includes some more nostalgia as our major family gatherings have always been enhanced with delicious food and excellent company. I do hope that the holiday season (particularly Christmas) will be another tradition that evolves with us. It has been difficult with so many of us abroad at different times, but we will eventually settle somewhere and find a way to make the puzzle fit again.

HALLOWEEN COSTUME NUMBER 7: Baby Girl Garcia

This girl is one smart, quirky, and lovable member of the FBI on the series Criminal Minds. Her interesting outfits and smart mouth are sure to make heads turn at any party.

Garcia is one of my absolute favourite characters and she happens to be on one of the shows that my mom and I love to watch, together or apart. Garcia’s knack for solving crimes reminds me of a few secret missions that mom and I have gone on together. I’d tell you but then… you know how the saying goes *wink*.

HALLOWEEN COSTUME NUMBER 8: Minnie Mouse

Cute, classic, enough said. Disneybounding could assist in making this half of the iconic duo look chic and fashionable in a jiffy.  

Our most recent adventures included a visit to Disney World in Orlando, so naturally one of the characters had to make the list. I chose Minnie because she has been a constant in the movie world for decades, and she has appeared in quite a few places unexpectedly. Similarly, my mom has been there for my whole life and I continue to find things that lead me to her, often in the most unexpected places. Minnie is also a reminder of the very beginning of my journey. Minnie (the real mouse) was one of my first pets, and also one of my first soft toys. All the variations of Minnie in my life will be loved never forgotten.

I hope you have had a good time in South Africa and I’m looking forward to your visit next week Mommy xoxo

Lots of Love

Binx

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I used to be a very avid reader, however over the last three years, I haven’t been reading as many books as I used to. I finally decided that I should try to finish reading all of my books on my To Read List.

I am very pleased that I decided to read Fangirl to break my book-fasting so to speak.

Read on.. (May contain a few spoilers, however I always try to keep them to a minimum)

I enjoyed every bit of it. It is a very relatable storyline on a personal level. Cath is an introvert, geeky, nerdy and she writes FanFiction. Her wizard hero goes by a different name but the franchise is clearly intended to imitate the massive fan base of the Harry Potter series.

Moreover, I found it to be almost tangible for me as she also goes to college and falls in love and deals with a few heart-break situations. On top of this, she has to deal with her twin sister, Wren, wanting to distance herself from their old lives and essentially become a stranger. I am also currently in College/University and it is a nice change to read about a slightly older protagonist, rather than starting out with teenagers and the usual puberty struggles. Both of the twins experience situations and emotions that I can empathise with at this period in my life – events from last year when I first started at university especially pop to mind. I have since learned a few valuable lessons of my own, as the twins do closer to the end of the book.

Nevertheless, many other important themes were covered throughout the novel, including some self-discovery and a hint at “coming of age”. The additional themes include college drinking, mental health issues, and the effects of divorce on the family and children. I have a few very strong opinions about the effects of divorce on children, as I have seen so many dear friends struggle to find themselves and essentially survive in the midst of such a confusing set of circumstances.

Overall, the story was extremely well-written with language that is applicable to the current set of students in college, and Rowell’s fantasy excerpts at the start of every chapter were on point. I am looking forward to reading Carry On, the companion novel to Fangirl. I believe it is a rendition of the FanFiction that Cath was working on throughout her year at college.

Anyone who is still a Potterhead at heart, should definitely have this book on their shelf. I am looking forward to writing some more reviews in the future.

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Okay I know the title is slightly misleading. This post is not about mythical sea creatures with long hair and fish tails (as much as I adore them and wish I could be one of them). It is about… University Life… dun dun dun.

The phrase that instantly popped into my head when I thought about starting Uni again was: drowning in work. It always happens to me and many of my friends and acquaintances.

We all know the symptoms. The first week starts off with a bang and it seems like we’re all a little bit unprepared and awestruck that the Lecturers are not spoon feeding us anymore. They just chuck buckets of work at us, seemingly at random. This often leads us to fighting the workload and flapping around from shock, not getting very far, and eventually becoming overwhelmed. Panic and stress has set in. Procrastination assists in keeping us above the water every now and then but the water level rises with every passing week. We can only try to tread water for so long to keep our heads above the waves, before we give up and float away, dreaming of distractions.

Should I do the work now? Oh, never mind it’s only due in a few weeks. I’ll just watch an entire 10 seasons of that series I’ve been meaning to catch up on and then go out with my friends…

The first week of anything has always been a critical period of determining my future outlook and behaviour for the  duration of the new challenge.

During the first week of uni or school there are usually many challenges, even if we don’t notice them all. We may forget to write down important things that should be done (even if they don’t necessarily count for marks) and before too long, there’s no more time to catch up on all the material. Your brain needs more time than the night before a test or exam to fully retain the information. I have also received marks on assignments that I knew I could have done so much better on, if only I had made more time for it…

I’m perpetually unorganised. Until this year I decided to stop being so cluttered. I wanted to clear my mind and my room and my life in general. There’s no time like the present after all (the past and future are always just thoughts).

So it is now my mission to become a mermaid in the ocean of my life. Living in the water and not trying to escape it anymore.

I have started this by organizing various aspects of my life and setting out some plans and goals. My list looks like the following (in no particular order):

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1. Goal setting.

I spent a few minutes thinking about my goals for the future (long term goals) and how they can be broken down into my goals for the present and slightly nearer future (short term goals). I broke it down into various categories to make it a bit easier.

This is how I determined a few of my goals, which I then broke down a little bit further.

2. Getting organized.

In my room:

I am in the process of organising my closet from scratch and everything else in my room is being designated a place.

On my desk:

I hardly ever used my old desk (other than to store more of my clutter) but I am determined to keep my new one organised when it arrives next weekend.

A good working environment at home is really helpful when distinguishing when it is time for work or time to relax. It is too easy to slip into bad habits when you watch movies and do your work in the same space. Having a set area makes it easier for me to be stricter with myself about when it is time to work.

On my phone:

Ah my dear cell phone. The beginning of the end. (I recall being a much more dedicated student before this nifty little device decided to butt in to my life and become permanently attached to my palm.)

I deleted all of the apps that I don’t use and then organized the remaining ones into the following:

• Important for life (Calendar, Clock, Weather, Find iPhone, Uber, Calculator, Timetable…)
• Important for my personal goals (MyFItnessPal, Visualisation, WordPress, Scribd, TED, Forest, Evernote…)
• Social media – use less often (Facebook, Twitter, Snapchat, YouTube, Instagram, Netflix…)
• Games – stop using (Candy Crush, Dragon City, Farmville, Gardenscapes, Pokemon GO)

In my backpack:

I have my diary (for all Uni related homework and assignments), my planner (for all important due dates and appointments), my class notebook, a pencil case, sometimes my laptop and all necessary electronics, my wallet, gum, hand sanitiser, tissues, lip ice, whatever else I need.

In my head:

Less clutter in my life results in a less cluttered mermaid brain.

3. Lists

After deciding on my goals and being a bit more organized I made a few lists of things to try to complete every: Day, Week, Month and Year. This gives you a map of how to implement all of your short term goals in a step by step manner. You could have ‘drink 2 litres of water’ on your daily list, then have ‘cook a healthy meal’ on your weekly list, which all work towards your ultimate goal of being healthier at the end of the year.

After that I made a Stop Doing List (SDL). I find it easier to start implementing healthy behaviour, only after the unhealthy behaviour has ceased. You could say that you want to ‘stop playing video games so often’, and thus you have created some free time in your schedule to complete something like ‘exercise for 20 minutes’. The SDL can also include things like ‘stop being impatient and sarcastic’ (these happen to all be on my lists).

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I may write more posts about this kind of topic considering University is a large portion of my everyday life. This has just been a brief overview of how I am becoming a more organized mermaid and learning to breathe in the workload-waters.

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Included in my wonderings

About those possibilities, how grand

If Alice should lead us down to Wonderland.

What can be hidden below the ground?

Will they be willing to be found?

Eloquent beasts and elegant flowers,

Deftly hiding their magical powers.

Hatters and hares and tea-drinking-mice,

Soon to sprinkle me with their sugar and spice.

Would but I could to stay forever,

If only to chance the Cheshire-Cat-Clever.

Eat me, drink me, drown me, chase me,

Anything to escape to the fantasy.

Tears and dreams keep me afloat

Hidden with fears in my tiny boat…

When malevolent Queen and Cards attack,

Memories and futures are in hand to fight back.

Friend or foe, real or pretend,

May always there be reason for their send.

Tweedle-dee-dum and Tweedle-dee-dee

Does Madness have a method for me?

Lessons are waiting to be learned,

Rewards awaiting to be earned…

Love and balance will be found always,

Even amongst a panicked haze.

Hidden messages in shyly painted roses,

So the white-furred-guide proposes.

Now, before I tumble down the Rabbit-hole,

I am obliged, by fortune, to become entirely Whole.

Only the passage of Time will tell,

Whether diligence and persistence can cast a spell.

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A month or so ago, amidst a cloud of jet lag, I read a post about deciding whether you want to find your own voice, or mimic another’s (The former is obviously preferable, however I have been guilty of the latter). The author spoke about her dismay when discovering that a follower had been echoing words and phrases from her writing style. She then confronted the accused and asked her to find her own Voice. Moreover, I believe this can happen in every aspect of life, not just as a writer. (If I can remember where I found this post I will link it here)

I have been guilty of being an Echo on many occasions. Of course, it happened unintentionally in a time when I was not very fond of myself and became trapped in a fog of teenage angst and insecurity. The natural result was meekly copying the traits I admired in others. I was so absorbed in who they were, that I forgot about my own talents and skills. My collection ranged from friends and acquaintances to book characters and virtual presences on websites.

Sometimes I would put my focus on one specific friend and want to be exactly like them, from handwriting to dress sense. This was a misguided attempt to show my admiration for their soul. It took some time but I eventually came to the conclusion that you can love someone’s being without trying to become it.

Following people on Instagram and Facebook, liking posts and pictures, watching YouTube videos. It won’t get me very far if I continue to live in their worlds without making my internal one a reality.

I have an entirely fictional version of myself in my head. It has been there for the longest time. I think it’s time to finally bring her to life, without taking so much inspiration from Doctor Frankenstein. Parts of others will not give you a happy life.

It has been the entire twenty years of my life, but I am finally able to be fully comfortable as a Voice, rather than shards of various Echo’s. For the past two decades I was haphazardly strewn together, not quite fitting in a comfortable way. It’s not a fun way to live, to always think ‘what would so-and-so do or say or think or wear in this situation’.

Why not just decide what I want to do or say or think or wear. Until finally, the long awaited Epiphany – my Voice is a mosaic, a collection of diverse traits and attributes that when apart are common, but when together form the uniqueness of Me.

I have recently began making a lot of lists in my spare time on holiday. They have been therapeutic.

Lists of:

• Goals,
• Habits (breaking the bad and starting the good),
• Things to do,
• Places to go,
• Stuff to buy,
• And so on…

Most importantly, these lists are a compilation of the kind of person I would ideally like to be. Everything is based on introspection and the things I love in the world, not on someone else’s perfect idea of life. This newly discovered state of mind has been so helpful in deciding what I want to change in order to improve my life and my being.

A few days ago I got my first tattoo. It is of a Lotus Unalome. The lotus has various meanings ranging from purity and devotion, to ascension and enlightenment, depending on the colour. The unalome represents the struggles of life (spirals) while it leads to harmony and enlightenment (straight line).

I got the tattoo because I love symbolism, and this specific combination appeals to me on an emotional and spiritual level, and I would like to keep these ideals with me forever. It also collaborates well with my decision to identify as an Omnist and accept certain truths from all religions (I was so excited when I discovered this word existed because I was struggling to explain to people when they ask me whether I’m religious or not. How do you say you believe in all and none of them at the same time?), rather than say that I’m Agnostic or Atheist, when I wasn’t really, but I didn’t have an hour to spare to explain what I believe.

I am still determined to continue staying in my realm of fantasy, however, and I have been trying to implement it more and more into the tangible parts of my reality.  I have never really had one sense of style or fashion and people like to label those two. So I decided to call my life and style Whimsical. I think it suits me and my scatterbrain. It also emphasises my attachment to the weird and wonderful and, naturally, the whimsical.

Fairy-tales, teddy bears, witches, fairy lights, pink, lace, tattoos, ribbons, glitter, wings, mermaids, the moon …. The list goes on, and they all are a part of my fascination with the magical and otherworldly. They might not all seem to fit together in reality, but in fantasy they do. I’m resolute to make fantasy my new reality.

So far, my discovery of my Voice has been gratifying as well as entertaining. I feel like I’m a character in a book who is busy creating her own characteristics and story-line. That is how it should be after all. I am my own protagonist and author, and the rights to my Voice are my own.

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What. A. Day. It’s been a lot longer than 24 hours but it feels like less and ten times more, all at the same time.

I started writing this post a few days ago when we landed in Dubai, but then I fell asleep… That just shows how tired I was. I’ve only been able to charge my laptop today after locating the proper adapter for my charger.

We’ve been in Orlando for nearly three days now. This is my first ever trip to America and I am absolutely loving it. The constant greenery, the lakes that are larger than life, and the food… Don’t get me started on the food.

Now before I jump two steps forward, let’s go back to where this journey began.

On the 3^rd of August still in South Africa, we had a driver take us to the airport at five o’clock in the morning. I don’t relish waking up so early (I’m not a morning person in the slightest). Long story short, we hopped onto our plane to Dubai, it turned around halfway (due to the crash landing at the Dubai airport they diverted quite a few airplanes).

Everyone was kind of grumpy but grateful that they were safe. Rushed plans for a later plane quickly ensued as soon as the wheels touched the ground. This is thanks to my parents. They didn’t want to go to a hotel and catch the 5 am flight for the next day that the airline arranged, instead they booked new seats on a flight that was set to leave in only a few hours. We sprinted through the airport to make it in time… and I never run… This and the crowds and my jacket beeping in customs causing the guard to pat me down, all resulted in my anxiety getting a bit out of hand. I was coughing like crazy (apparently an Anxiety Cough is a thing… I just thought I had spontaneously developed asthma) and soon afterwards I was hyperventilating and crying.

My mom was an angel and helped to calm me down. I can’t remember the last time I felt such panic and I’m beyond grateful that she helped me remember how to breathe. Panic attacks are not the most fun thing in the world. My body gets kind of confused sometimes and likes to think that the world is ending.

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Fun fact:

[Weirdly, I first discovered what panic attacks are, from reading a Fanfiction (it was a Twilight one, if I’m not mistaken, although I can’t remember what it was called or who wrote it). Thankfully I knew what they were when I had my first real panic attack, otherwise I would have thought that I was having a heart attack or something.]

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I think I exploded a little bit inside when we got onto the plane and my dad mentioned that we don’t have seats next to one another, and the thought of sitting next to strangers just pushed me over the edge. The cabin crew was a bit shocked when I just burst into tears, but they gave me a glass of water and even a bar of chocolate after I’d calmed down a little. (Rescue tissue salts are amazing. I have quite a few varieties but they all help with the anxiety and they’re much healthier than prescription medication.)

We landed in Dubai after 8 hours in the air and then two hours later my sister and I had to write our IELTS Academic exam. She’s starting Uni and I’m transferring to the same one that she’ll be going to (if everything goes according to plan – fingers crossed) and the IELTS are a requirement. I think they went rather splendidly considering the events leading up to it. We both finished all four parts (Listening, Reading, Writing and Speaking for those who don’t know) and I may or may not have accidentally taken a small nap in-between the tests… luckily I had finished the paper that I was supposed to complete at the time so technically I didn’t miss anything. Now the suspense begins as we await our results…

Wow I fell asleep again… Jet lag much? I originally wanted to write about something totally unrelated to our travelling mishaps but I’ll do that in a different post.

After Dubai and some packing we got onto the long haul flight to Orlando, Florida. That was 15 hours along with the 6 hour (turn around flight) and 8 hour successful flight to the UAE. That comes to the shocking total of 29 hours in the sky. Some natural sleeping tablets really made it a little bit more bearable and I didn’t get as many cramps in my legs this time, although my feet and ankles were similar to an elephant’s. They were extremely swollen and it took two to three days for them to go back to normal. Hopefully I can find some kind of solution for that before the next flight in three weeks *covers face*.

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My half packed suitcase is shaking it’s figurative head at me. I should have finished packing ages ago, but I’ve been putting it off. My curls are also unhappy that I’ve indulged the ends and let them avoid the hairdresser for over a year (Medusa is not a good look for me)…

It’s nearly that time of the year again. Time to leave home and say goodbye or ’til next time. It really is a challenge to say that to my house, my pets, my family and my friends. They say things like this get easier with time, but I’m on the fence about whether it truly does.

I study overseas, in Dubai, which is very very far away from the little section on the most Southern part of Africa, which has been home to me for a very long time. My family and I are going on a trip that we have been planning for the past ten years, so you could say the anticipation has been building.

This has been my fourth visit back home since I started University, and strangely I have felt the most disconnected on this occasion, coincidentally also one of my longest visits (3 months, although it seems much longer). The first time I came back it was only for a week and I was busy every hour of the day, always with friends or family, making the best of the time that was trickling away, faster and faster with every passing second.

Every time I hop on a plane, I feel like my life which I’m leaving behind is on pause. It should be waiting for me to come back to continue the story. If only it was that simple. Unfortunately, life goes on. A fact that somehow always seems to surprise me when I step off the plane into a valley of changes. Reality does not accept bookmarks. Renovations in my house and my town makes it all seem like a sudden alternate reality, so different from the world I left on my imaginary-pause.

The buildings and my room is not all that has changed, however. People change too. My friends meet new people and have different inside jokes. They move on, while I take a different path. I find it difficult to go back to where we were. It takes a while to adjust again.

Dubai is different. We are all from somewhere else, and we know how it feels to live in two completely separate worlds. Everyone adjusts to the Dubai life as if we never left. It is our sweet fondue pot of culture and somehow each person has their place where they belong perfectly. Most of us have left our home countries and that is our common ground.

On my current visit in South Africa, I have been entirely reluctant to meet new people. When introducing myself, I usually explain where I study and why. That makes it obvious to them from the start that I cannot be a permanent fixture in their lives. I am even more hesitant to make new friends, because becoming attached and then leaving them behind is made more challenging as the numbers increase. The people who I already know are either surprised or excited to see me. The most frequent questions I receive are “Oh, when did you get back? ” and “How long are you staying?” and “When are you going back to Dubai?”. I know they all mean well and they’re interested to hear about life overseas. Nevertheless, it makes me a little bit sad and I’m not sure why.

I suppose I don’t want the constant reminder of the fact that I cannot stay. My best friend and the rest of our quartet of friends, our ‘groupie’, are the only people I have really felt the need to see. They’re also the only people who I have frequent contact with whenever I leave the country. Most of the others just send a message here and there, or usually just ask to meet up when I’m in S.A.

For some odd reason, the changes are enormous compared to last year. Maybe it shows how much I’ve changed. I’m not very interested in drinking and partying as much as I was last year. I have less that I want to escape from. My other friends mainly want to continue with what they’ve always done at get-togethers. I simply just do not enjoy it anymore. I want to go somewhere and have fun and come back not smelling like a pub. I want to do something more.

One of the highlights of this trip was playing with baby leopards, lions and an adult cheetah. The perks of growing up in Africa. This is not the first time that I have done something involving wild animals, however it was different because it was with friends instead of my family. We went to the reserve for my best friend’s birthday. These types of things are probably more expensive, but I’d rather save money to go on more adventures like this (albeit occasionally) instead of constantly spending money on the same old thing every other day.

The release of the long awaited game, Pokemon Go, has resulted in a few accidental escapades too. Travelling over rivers and into the unknown… Okay, it was in an Estate and we ended up in a stranger’s backyard, but it still counts. It was wonderful to feel like kids again while chasing Pikachu and Eevee in shopping malls and casinos and making my mom pull over on the side of the road to hunt down a Jigglypuff. My inner geek has been squealing with suppressed emotions over the past few weeks.

It made me realise how much I miss being spontaneous and doing what makes me happy. I have been trying to make everyone else happy for quite some time, and forgotten that I deserve happiness too, even if people pleasing makes me happy to an extent. I can still do what my soul craves and care for my soul-family simultaneously. I did learn about time-management during IFP after all.

Clearly, change has been overwhelming in certain aspects, and this has caused me to crave it in some areas while shunning it in others. It’s a bit of a topsy-turvy mess and I need to let the Universe get everything back on track. Trying to walk with one foot, while keeping the other firmly planted, is not going to get me very far at all (plus it will look very silly too).

Serendipity and Wanderlust are two words I have come to adore after a spot of introspection. If I cannot settle down right now, I might as well make the best of it. I have decided to be more open to meeting new people on my wanderings (everyone has something they can teach me) and finding places to get lost in (finding my way back is my favourite part). I have outgrown this particular place and my soul is searching for something more. Anything with wings does not like to be caged and will always have the desire to soar.

By Monday, my suitcase will be grinning with the gleam of its closed zipper and my hair will have a fresh cut and my curls will bounce once more. I can’t go on my new adventure if I’m not fully prepared after-all.

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There are certain moments in life that leave an impression on you. More often than not, in my life those particular memorable moments have involved other people. They are sometimes important people, other times they have been complete strangers who have had quite an effect on me. People should have warning labels on their foreheads.

There was a time when I used to be completely innocent. I still had all of my youth and my light and my laughter. There were a few tears of course but nothing extremely serious or ground shaking until I was seven years old. Before that, I was simply a child. A weird, bossy, know-it-all, but still a child.

My mother used to sing lullabies or read stories to me when I was little, then she’d stay with me until I fell asleep or counted sheep. The song I remember most clearly is Away in a Manger and it made me feel so safe and loved. I also recall the first time I understood what it means when someone dies. I was four years old. I cried in my bed all night because my grandma was older than anyone else I loved, so I was frightened of the possibility that she might leave me. I can’t remember if I fell asleep after that or if I crawled into bed with my parents. Either one is plausible.

My parents were a part of my safe place. In my house and in my room and under my covers. It was my sanctuary and the imaginary monsters couldn’t get me as long as I was there. Well…It was supposed to be safe… Home is a place to read and play and sleep and dream. Not a place to feel threatened and scared and confused…

When you learn what a word means, it’s easier to remember it if you have something to associate with it. Learning is supposed to be a positive experience. Until your word association game suddenly takes a turn, and not a very pleasant one.

When you learn and understand what the words ‘molestation’ or ‘paedophile’ means… before you know what the words ‘sex’ or ‘love’ really mean… then there’s something wrong with the world.

When I was seven years old (approximately), I broke my arm. When I was seven years old, I was also molested by a stranger in my house. The monster became real. The boy/teenager/culprit/criminal (I can’t exactly remember how old he was) was somehow part of my extended family by marriage. Not related to me at ALL, thankfully. I don’t consider that part of the tree family anymore either.

I didn’t know what was happening. I didn’t understand anything. I just had alarm bells going off in my head, all of them telling me this was somehow incredibly WRONG. It wasn’t right. It wasn’t supposed to happen. Except I didn’t know that for sure… He was kinda part of the family now, right? And older kids and adults usually know best, right? Wrong. On so many levels.

For years afterwards, I didn’t fully comprehend what had happened. It was only one occasion… but that’s all it takes to never forget. The purple flowers on my dress, the movie that was playing in the background, the colour of the door. It’s all etched in my mind forever, along with a few more details that I’d rather not remember ever again. Except I did remember them. I still do. Over and over and over again until I hated every inch of my body. I felt so guilty…so used…so dirty. I had been used without my consent. I was not able to understand what consent is, never mind make use of my ability to exert it. It was my fault then, wasn’t it? I didn’t run away or shout at him to stop. He said ‘shhhh it’s okay’. I pushed his hands away from me, because it wasn’t okay.

I told my parents what happened. Or I tried to. I didn’t have the proper vocabulary yet, you see. I didn’t have Google or a dictionary to try find the words. Even if I did, I wouldn’t have known what to type. I hadn’t even had the birds and the bees talk before. I don’t know what happened after I told my parents. I didn’t want to know what happened to him. Last I heard, he’s a drug addict and an overall failure and disappointment. I don’t know if he even felt bad or regretted what he had done, I didn’t even know if he was reprimanded or punished. I didn’t really want to discuss the occurrences ever again after that.

It took me a while to understand and come to terms with everything. I decided to write about this after a lot of deliberation. A few weeks ago, I read the letter that the girl who was sexually assaulted by Brock Turner wrote to him. I could relate to quite a few of the things she talked about in her letter. I remember thinking that it was very brave that she said all of those things and put her side of the story and her state of mind into the public eye to be scrutinised. That is because it is not a very common thing for victims to speak out like that.

Over the past ten years or so, I have had conversations with numerous people (teenagers at the time), who have been through something similar. These people have been male and female, although publically you hear more about girls being raped, but we forget that boys are just as vulnerable to being taken advantage of.

They told me about family members or friends doing inappropriate things to them, a few have even been raped. We all have one thing in common though. We never reported any of these events to the police. The fact that the perpetrators are often someone who is close to us or our family makes it very difficult to do so. We don’t really want to ruin their lives. Some of us even care about our abusers.

Now, I don’t really have much advice in regards to gaining retribution for the abuse and assault. However, there are a few other things I would like to give advice about.

For anyone that has previously been abused or sexually assaulted:

Firstly, it is never your fault. We often feel that it is somehow our fault when someone does something terrible to us. This is enhanced by the victim-blaming mentality that our society has adopted. This is something that needs to stop. It wasn’t my fault when I was seven years old, and it also would not be my fault now at the age of twenty, regardless of length of my skirt or the cut of my shirt.

IT IS NEVER YOUR FAULT!

Secondly, tell someone. You need to deal with the trauma you have been through, and from personal experience talking helps to come to terms with everything and to work through it. It helps when you don’t feel so alone anymore. On occasion, you can be the support for somebody else who is struggling with something similar. For some, a therapist is the best person to talk to because they are experts and are more knowledgeable in dealing with trauma and even PTSD or other lingering effects that may occur.

The most important bit of advice I have is for Parents.

I really think it is very important to teach your children from a young age to not let people touch them in their ‘bathing suit’ or ‘private’ areas, or any other place that makes them feel uncomfortable. Tell them to say ‘Stop’ and call for help immediately. However you would like to teach this to them, I think it is important for them to know this along with ‘Don’t talk to strangers’, because more frequently than anyone would like to admit, the person who wants to hurt them is NOT a stranger.

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I have been a daydreamer for my entire life. It is an integral part of my personality and trickles into the essence of who I am.

One specific reverie of mine, involves opening the front door on a chilly morning in the middle of July, just like any other (ordinarily) boring day. Except this dawn would hold a bit more than a surprise.

Unsuspecting, I would look down to find that an owl had dropped my acceptance letter, to a certain School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, on my doorstep. We don’t really have mailboxes or mail-slots in South Africa, so making a trip to the post-box seemed a bit unrealistic to me for the owl to navigate. Naturally, the letter-bearer would drop it directly in front of my door, or better yet, it would use magic to send my letter down the chimney and land on my desk. There it would perch, draped in green ink, beautifully sealed with crimson and patiently waiting to be torn open and read by my eager eyes.

Now, this exact fantasy has yet to happen. Some people tell me it will never happen, and I blame this on the renovations after the Wizarding War, which resulted in important documents being misplaced. In particular, my name on the list of future muggleborns must have gone missing in the chaos. If I couldn’t have Hogwarts, I dreamed of another seemingly magical institution of education in the UK. Oxford seemed like the perfect alternative.

Conversely, the Universe seems to have had an entirely different plan for my future. I didn’t apply to Oxford University, and I admit that I have never really wanted it enough for it to happen. After all, the Universe seems to have been the one holding the map and I’m just along for the ride, unaware of our final destination.  Instead of having scones and tea in Oxford Street or learning Transfiguration and Divination in the Highlands, I was accepted into a British university in Dubai. I quickly had to re-imagine my entire university-student-life-experience from scratch.

When daddy dearest accepted a transfer to the UAE, I didn’t think it would have such an enormous impact on my life. So, another chapter was opened in my story book. My parents elected that I would join my father in Dubai for my tertiary education. I could have left immediately at the end of year eleven, as some universities abroad have a Foundation Program and would accept students who have not yet matriculated. However, I wanted to finish school and there were many reasons for this. I had worked hard to get where I was and I did not want to give up when I was millimeters away from the finish line. My friends were another contributing factor. I formed quite a few close bonds with people who I believe are part of my Soul Family. I couldn’t just leave them. I couldn’t just leave my mom either. I had never been away from her for longer than a few weeks at a time. How would I last six months?  South Africa had been home for so long. It encompasses an eternity of memories. Making Soul Friends, and falling in love with Soul Mates, spending time with my Soul Family. I didn’t want to leave it all behind so suddenly. I needed more time. I didn’t want to say goodbye…

In December 2014, I finally flew again after 12 years of living in Gauteng with my feet planted firmly on the ground (literally at least). I only have vague recollections of our flights to and from the U.K. when I was younger and I was excited to have a memorable adventure in the clouds this time around. As it turns out, I enjoy being at the airport (and in the Emirates lounge) more than the actual plane ride. My sister, mother and I traveled together to pay a visit to the sandy lands for two weeks and to apply to universities there. It was all somehow different from what I expected, as things frequently are in my life.

When we arrived at DXB it was supposedly winter there but it was the very definition of boiling hot. I reconsidered my decision to move there for half of my time to study for six months a year. I’m not known for being particularly fond of the heat, so I started to wonder whether or not I could handle it. My friends from home would lovingly tell tales of me hiding under hats, sunscreen and even towels whenever the sun dared to shine too brightly. Another matter was the distinctly otherworldly aromas. Dubai has a range of new and diverse scents that I did not think I would be able to adapt to. It didn’t smell like home.

I wrestled with myself for a while, but eventually I decided to grab onto my original resolution with a steady grip and let the dunes and sandstorms take me where they may. Besides, maybe I would meet a boy with a magical flying carpet there, opposed to a flying broomstick in England. Magic can be found in the most unlikely places. Now, that’s a different story altogether.

We spent the fortnight like proper tourists. This included sightseeing and taking an obscene amount of photographs of every minute detail. Mall of the Emirates was a shock, but we were not prepared for the shear immensity of Dubai Mall. Gobsmacked is an accurate description of our state of minds along with the expressions on our faces. Dubai is a shopaholic’s dream come true, but that is not all it has to offer. The Miracle Gardens are a particular favourite of mine. The combination of the natural beauty with artistic creations was mesmerising. I was dressed a bit florally myself, so I matched the scenery. That’s probably why another tourist asked if they could take a picture with me. My family all had a few giggles after that encounter.

Two weeks flickered by with a large portion of skyscrapers and odd-looking tomatoes making their debut. We were soon back on the southern side of the world to celebrate Christmas and New Year’s with our friends and family. It was like we were never gone. Until we remembered we had to go. We kept our tears at bay until the day I had to fly back to Dubai with my dad in January 2015. University life had arrived and I was back to being not ready for it. Saying goodbye to my mom on the airport was probably one of the most difficult things I have ever had to do. It was the first obstacle I had to overcome, and more lessons followed suit. A whole new world awaited and I had to venture forth on my own to discover the enchantments and curiosities it was guarding.

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He’s more than that. He is many things.

Provider: When we realised that our circumstances might change very soon, you made a sacrifice and took a job in a foreign country. You’re still working so hard to pave the way for us. Thank you.

Well, today is Father’s Day and my dad is on the other side of the world, fighting pirates and finding buried treasure. Okay, not exactly, but it’s fun to imagine him having adventures instead of sitting behind a desk day after day. Except for Fridays of course. That’s the day when he rides through the desert and travels over the sand dunes on his motorbike. This is his preferred form of transport, rather than the traditional and calming camels. Biking is one of his favourite preoccupations. The sandy desert is thanks to Dubai.He took a job there a few years ago to earn more money so that his family can have a better life. That’s how my Dad is. Always making sacrifices for us.

Blacksmith and Carpenter: You built a beautiful princess-bed and hung a swing from my rafters. My daydreams are a little closer to being reality. You help me to see the magic. Thank you.

When I was (attempting to be) a rebellious teenager, I distanced myself from my family a lot. Movies and computer games in my princess tower/attic bedroom. This is where my stainless steel four-poster-bed and indoor swing is, which my Dad built with his bare hands when I asked for them. He built many more things, like Mommy’s giant and intricate mirror. Our beautiful house is also thanks to his handy work.

Chef: When you and I had to fend for ourselves in the desert, we had to learn to cook. It has been a challenge. Your Sunday (okay technically it’s Saturday) lunches are my favourite treat to wake up to. Thank you.

Last year, I started university in Dubai and lived with my Dad in a flat. We have never had to live in such close quarters before and there have been a few hiccups. Dad had been living there for a year by himself already and it gets pretty lonely sometimes. It took me a while to adapt to the humidity and the sand, but I have perfected my Bacon-and-Eggs and Bangers-and-Mash making skills. Daddy taught me how to make rice and his roast potatoes are simply divine. McDonald’s is a temptation admittedly when life becomes busy, nevertheless we have found a few good restaurants and our waistlines are not suffering.

Mad Hatter: With you, it’s always Tea Time. When you travel, I miss my morning cup of Rooibos that usually appears on my bedside table. You brew a cup for me every morning when you can. Thank you.

Nine times out of ten when you say my name, it is to ask me to put the kettle on. Over the years your tea schedule has changed quite a bit. You lost your taste for English Breakfast, discovered the sleep-inducing wonders of Camomile, and Chai Spice became your… well, your cup of tea. Rooibos is my leaf of choice, and your jokes about my hair colour will never get old.

Traveller: All of our family holidays have been memorable. Horse riding in the mountains is particularly close to my heart, as you taught me how to hold the reigns. Thank you.

My sister and I have sometimes complained about going to the Kruger Park for the umpteenth time. However, each of our family holidays are special to us, even if we seem reluctant. The family bonding and the naps in the car are usually bitter-sweet. Some squabbles occur, but it doesn’t take away the giggles. We have seen so many places together. Hopefully we will continue to do so for a very long time. My dad has been all over the world and following in his footsteps is my solution to wonderlust.

Therapist: In your busy work-life, you somehow have found the time to listen to my woes. Your advice is always interesting. Our minds don’t work in the same manner, so a different perspective is appreciated. Thank you.

Conversations about life, work, school or religion. They are motivating and thought-provoking. I get caught up in my daydreams more than I’d like to admit, and Dad’s down-to-earth views and practicality help to keep me present. He also ensures that I always do my best and shows me new ways to understand the concepts I struggle to grasp.

Jester: You, like most dads, have your days when you think you’re a comedian. We all need a good laugh once in a while. Thank you.

Ah, the dad-jokes. I wonder if all dads get a book about them in the delivery room…

Protector: My tears have been wiped away countless times. You are always quick to act and immediately want to punish the guilty party for daring to make me cry. Revenge has not always been necessary. You’re way too intimidating to be set loose on teenage boys. But thank you.

I have occasionally had a few boy-troubles, and best-friend-troubles were sometimes worse. When I had my first Panic Attack, my Dad was there for me, even if he didn’t understand exactly what I was going through. I still have the occasional bout of anxiety and panic attacks have become familiar. It’s not really something I like to talk about much. My Mother is less sympathetic and harsher when it comes to these kinds of things.

Geek: I know where I get some of my geekiness and love for gaming from. I love it and all the worlds that come with it. Thank you.

My dad watched Harry Potter with me and he introduced Lord of the Rings and Star Wars to me. Our movie marathons have been legendary, to my Mom’s chagrin. Sadly, she does not share our love for fantasy worlds. I will always be grateful for his help in discovering those fantastical realms of distraction.

Singstar: You bought us that game when you got your PS4. I’m an awful singer, but it’s my favourite game. Thank you.

Thank you for finding our song. Happy Father’s Day.

“We’ve shared the years

We’ve shared each day

I love you Daddy

But I found my way

…

You know the world

Is an evil place

My baby is grown now

She’s found her way”

-Kelly and Ozzy Osbourne

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But I digress, so let’s backtrack a bit now. Where to begin? From a very young age I have been eager to learn and I thought I was the ruler in my castle/home. Both of my parents worked, and the earliest memories I can recall are those of my Grandma taking care of me at home and singing to me. Soon after, she taught me to talk and sing along with her. My pet mice, Minnie and Mickey (they were mice and I was two) were naturally my test-subjects for my singing practice. Apparently, I learned to talk at a relatively young age, so my singing was a surprise to some. After receiving approval from the royal subjects, Mr. and Mrs. Mouse, I showcased my well-rehearsed performances to every visitor. I also adored the attention, cheeky as I was. If a camera was somewhere in the vicinity, I swear I could sense it and my impromptu recitals would commence.

Countless performances and various antics occurred in that very specific bubble. When I was two and nearly a half, my baby sister was born. She was an adorable little pink fairy-doll to cuddle and play with. I was ecstatic. Until I realised something. Shock and horror. I had to share… the castle, the attention, the camera, and my loyal subjects. Dearie me. I’m ashamed to say I don’t particularly enjoy sharing if it’s not on my own terms. I was also slightly fearful that my parents and my Grandma were going to replace me. She was smaller and pinker after all, while I was looking a bit on the green side. Pink is one of the best colours, says two-year-old-me. Sharing was difficult for me to grasp. I have struggled with that aspect of myself for quite some time, but I believe I have a handle on it now in most pieces of my life. And I have always, and still do, love my Pink Munchkin to bits. She could dance before she could walk. Besides, every song needs a dance, and she is mine.

Fast forward to my sister being round about the age I was when she arrived, and the family relocated to England. We two little Sugar Plum Fairies could barely speak a word of English. The four of us (parents included) were born in South Africa, you see, and we were raised in an Afrikaans-speaking household. Our new dwelling was more of a cottage than a castle, and the new language was a challenge. Some of our collective previous confidence was tamed, as we relearned how to express with the foreign tongues we had been gifted with so suddenly. I was rather nervous to start Reception. We visited many schools, but the one I ended up attending had a red owl as its representative. My first day, I was too nervous to even attempt to ask someone where to locate the loo. You can imagine how the rest of that day played out for a four-year-old…

My singing continued, with an atrocious accent and missing teeth. Until, low and behold, I developed a tendency of mimicking my 2^nd Grade teacher’s intonations. Her accent was, simply put, as posh as can be. I spoke the Queen’s English, and found myself even correcting my parents’ pronunciation of words. I learned a lot on my travels to London and the seaside, and I added new songs to my repertoire (my favourite happened to be about a princess stuck in a tower). My love for London history and the discovery of actual live Royalty sparked my interest for the past and the Romantic Era. The literature, the music, the fashion, the art. I fell in love with a memory in ancient history. A time that is long gone. However, it seemed to live on in my heart and mind.

Throughout my life, that time period has been calling out to me somehow. I adore horse riding, archery was so much fun when I tried it, and fencing has always been at the back of my mind. The only activity resembling that era that I could pursue eventually was Ballet. That has always been the kind of girl I am.  Traditional sports were not my cup of tea in the slightest, and I never seemed to fit in as well as the other children did. I didn’t want to accept the norms that society has been dictating to so many others. I wanted to be a part of that time and I felt like I had been part of it before. Maybe in a previous life. In my modern day imaginings I really was a princess in a faraway castle in an altered time.

My short spell of living in England was like a stepping stone into a different dimension altogether. It has such an eerie atmosphere in many of the places I visited and discovered. I wanted to become a part of it somehow, and melt into the charm I seemed to sense in the air and the water. This feeling by some means lead to me discovering that I held a fascination for fairies and all the other fae-folk or mystical beings. We visited Warwick castle and I was convinced I could see the imprints of the people who used to walk its walls so long ago. Every day, the magic from years ago was calling out to me from every nook and cranny. After learning a bit more about history and what people used to believe, I wanted to go back in time because I too was enchanted by the same myths and truths.

Maybe I truly was born in the wrong era and it wants me to return. Or maybe I am exactly where I am meant to be. I have learned to love this time as significantly as I am enamoured with the past. This love is different though, and both are particularly due to their altered ways. This is based on their unique interpretations of what is real and the knowledge that comes with each moment in time. They enhance each other and heighten my inner and outer spheres. I will continue to fuse the two times that I love together, as I have tried to do over the years.

One discovery told me that this idea is something that has to be shared with the people I love, in the present era. I want to bring the mystical ideas and effects from the past that call to me into this day and age, because going back is not in the cards. If you search for me, that is where I will be found. In my version of today and sprinkling my bit of magic and fancies wherever, and whenever, my travels take me.

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