Thursday, 17 September 2015

we're all gonna be okay

I've just really felt uninspired to blog lately, but it's 13:46 now and I'm finished with most of my schoolwork, though I actually should get back to math to completely figure out loci...

I suddenly felt the urge to blog, and that's why I'm sitting on my bed right now, blanket draped across crossed legs and second day hair pulled up in a messy bun that's so messy that it looks like a bird has nested and reared its young somewhere in the middle of my head.
(On the bright side, at least I'm not ashamed to say that my nails look really fantastic right now. Light peachy pink, with a shimmer.)

I asked myself what I would've wanted to read as a reader of this blog, and quite frankly, it's as simple as a quick post to be reminded that everyone struggles, but we'll make it out just fine.

I think sometimes we forget that. That we'll be okay.

That the things facing us down now won't matter in a year.
You're going to figure it out.
Even if you're bleeding right now, I know you'll smile real, genuine smiles again.
If you're not getting enough sleep at the moment, lazy Saturdays, the real kind where you can actually sleep in, are around the corner.
Your hard work will pay off.
You'll get rid of that acne.
You are going to find someone that will make you feel like waking up to Friday, every day.
If you don't understand what the hell is going on in your chemistry book right now, you will eventually.
Your hair will grow long again.

I promise you that.


Wednesday, 9 September 2015

spring in Cape Town

Mum was planting flowers when I snapped this. I kinda liked it. 

Aren't flowers just the most photogenic little things ever?

Friday, 4 September 2015


This post is almost a week overdue, but better late than never, right?

Amsterdam has been an experience and a half. I loved every single minute. The canals, the little houses, the streets, the food, the people. I lost my heart to this city, and even now I'm home, pieces of my heart will always remain in Europe.

Yellow bike ride tour through the Dutch countryside. It was a highlight.


We took a day trip to Volendam, a small town outside Amsterdam.

I fell deeply in love with this mug, so I bought it and packed it in between a sweater in my suitcase. Now I drink my morning coffee out of it and feel homesick for a city that I don't belong to every morning.

I saw this little girl outside a museum my mom and I visited, and I don't even really know why, but I felt like I couldn't not take a picture of her. Isn't she beautiful?

My dad gave us his airport lounge card that he got because he flies a lot, and it was amazing and it said "By invitation only" SO I FELT SO IMPORTANT LIKE OH MY GOSH.
Because our flight was early in the morning, we had breakfast in the lounge and after that we looked through duty free and then boarded the plane.

Somehow traveling has the ability to form you and grow you into the most authentic version of yourself you are capable of being.
I am now a part of this world wiser and richer.
What a lovely, lovely thing to be able to say.