Personal1 Comment

Change.

Kursed

The joys of the personal statement.  That 42 lines in which you get to tell prospective future educational establishments why they should waste their resources on you over the coming years.  Your chance to tell them why you are a heck of a lot more wonderful/talented/filled with potential than the other couple of hundred students that apply for that same course. This isn’t in my first personal statement, in fact it’s my third, but things have changed a heck of a lot in the 5 years since I started writing my first one.  Not going to lie, back then it … Continue reading Change.

Uncategorized3 Comments

Scotland’s Biggest Secret.

Kursed

  Today I had the joy of experiencing a nuclear explosion.  Okay, so maybe not a real one or else I wouldn’t be able to write this.  My family and I were at ‘Scotland’s Secret Bunker’, 100ft under a farmhouse not too far from St Andrews, the Government’s best kept secret for 40 years. Why is there a bunker 100ft under an unsuspecting Scottish farmhouse? Simple.  So that in the eventuality of nuclear warfare, the Government has somewhere safe to store their people, where they could still run the country.   Well, they had.  It’s no longer a secret, and has been a museum since 1994 (the Government … Continue reading Scotland’s Biggest Secret.

PersonalLeave a comment

Sibling Support.

Kursed

That photo (well the photo that the photo is of, when I next find this album I’ll scan the actual photo) was taken on my 10th birthday, and that child would be my 5 month old brother. Awww.  I now find myself sitting alone, 12 years later because he’s spending the first week of his Tattie Holidays at a residential music programme having the time of his life with a guitar. I am incredibly grateful for having such a wonderful sibling.  Somebody who I’ve been known to describe as “more of a friend than a brother.”  Somebody who knows me inside out and … Continue reading Sibling Support.

Uncategorized2 Comments

One In A Million.

Kursed

This post may seem a slightly heartless, or a little controversial, or may not be what you expect to see, but it’s something I feel quite strongly about.  So if you’re not happy with what you’re reading, just go away. Social networks have been going crazy this week over the story of Amanda Todd, a young naive Canadian girl who made a “stupid mistake” and was, quite literally, tormented to death by it.  Worldwide people have been letting this girl into their hearts, with words of support flooding in : “I would’ve tried to save her if I’d known her when … Continue reading One In A Million.

UncategorizedLeave a comment

Hay Is Not Only For Horses.

Kursed

One little word that can make all the difference. 3 little, seemingly insignificant, letters. Hey! Say “hi” to somebody, the way that they say “hey!” back can tell you a lot about how their day/week/life is going. I mean, think about it. Was it a ‘hey…’, a ‘hey.’ or a ‘hey!’. Now we all know you definitely read the last one differently, even if the first 2 sounded similar in your head. Just imagine the first one to be somewhat miserable, and the second one to be somewhat average and mundane to humour me, okay? More to the point, in … Continue reading Hay Is Not Only For Horses.

Uncategorized2 Comments

Stupid Girls > Perfectionists?

Kursed

If you’re not already familiar with the music videos for ‘Perfect’ and ‘Stupid Girls’ by P!nk, take less than 10 minutes out of your life right now ;  -Perfect.  – Stupid Girls. Now explain to me why, even after much censoring (that’s the censored version) Perfect has been banned from so many different places, yet Stupid Girls hasn’t?  People got themselves worked up surrounding the displays of self harm in Perfect after the release of the uncensored video, yet there are blatant displays of bulimia in the Stupid Girls video and nobody seemed to bat an eyelid? Is it because … Continue reading Stupid Girls > Perfectionists?

PersonalLeave a comment

What’s My Age Again?

Kursed

Age will always be a very dangerous topic of conversation.  My brother and I spent too much time at a party last night persuading new friends that we were not 14 and 16. We’re 12 and 22.  We were born nearly a decade apart, we’re not like most siblings. Yes, my brother is two and a half inches taller than me.  Yes, he does appear to have hit puberty like a tonne of bricks in the last 6 months.  Get over it.  I haven’t grown since I was 12.  2 days after my 17th birthday, I went into Woolworths and … Continue reading What’s My Age Again?

PersonalLeave a comment

An Inkwell of Tears, A Quill of Pain

Kursed

Hey Pop! Wow, it’s been 15 years now, can you believe it? 15 years today since you were so cruelly stolen, but I was okay with it then, and I guess I’m still okay with it now. 15 years and a day since I sat in the left hand side back passenger seat of our red Volvo after school and they told me that the doctor said you would never get better, but that you weren’t going to die any time soon.  I guess those doctors were wrong, huh?  Now that I’m older, I realise there was no way they … Continue reading An Inkwell of Tears, A Quill of Pain

Uncategorized4 Comments

Asexy And I Know It

Kursed

At what point in time did it become the societal norm to assume that a person was heterosexual until given reason to think otherwise?  Why is it not generally assumed that everybody is bisexual, pansexual or dare I even be selfish enough to propose asexual? Growing up I always just assumed that I was something of a late developer emotionally, despite everything else having kicked into gear quite early on.  Other people just assume that you’re so shy that you keep your secrets secret, not realising that it is in fact physically possible to be 14 or 15 years old and … Continue reading Asexy And I Know It

Uncategorized4 Comments

A Friend & A Sister…

Kursed

It genuinely upsets me when people turn down volunteering opportunities because they won’t get paid for them (I know there are other reasons as well, but I’m not talking about those as the majority of them are incredibly genuine).  Although it’s sometimes really difficult to see, there is indeed more to life than money.  To me, my time spent in Girl Guiding acted not only as a social outlet but also as an incredible learning experience. For this I wish to thank everybody involved, and not just the girls who put up with me on a weekly basis.  I’m also … Continue reading A Friend & A Sister…