Normally, Mondays and me do not agree. Luckily, I am on holidays from school for a week, and that sort of makes everything better. In this case, I’m almost glad to see a Monday, because it means that last week … Continue reading
Dear Readers, It is with much sorrow that I come to you today, humbled and apologetic. Humbled and apologetic indeed…for I have lied to you. Yesterday, I blithely proclaimed to all the internetting world that I, Camille of Archives of … Continue reading
I am on a rampage. That’s right—I’m mad. Spitting mad, if you want to know the truth [though the spitting part has more to do with the phlegm I always seem to wake up to every morning, and less to … Continue reading
As a new transfer student, and an international one to boot, it was with understandable trepidation that I walked the halls of my new university last week. My first day on campus was riddled with self-doubt and I found myself … Continue reading
Don’t let him fool you—Poor Kyle was faking this grin. He was actually totally embarrassed to be riding on the teacups with me; to have his picture taken was the ultimate humiliation. All throughout my teenage years, I fantasised what … Continue reading
When I was in fourth grade, my elementary school’s music teacher woke up ambitious one day and decided that she was going to direct a musical for the drama club to produce. I can’t remember what it was called—something to … Continue reading
Tra la la. Can’t you hear the joy in my voice? I have a beautiful singing voice. It’s true: perfect pitch, impeccable timing, and never too much vibrato. I would have moved to New York and starred in musicals on … Continue reading