Today was the day of my graduation ceremony. I missed it. One hazard of going to university in another country. Here's to the friends I made by accident or by design, in class, commons, and societies, instantly or over time. Here's to the sleepovers, and sleepless library nights. Here's to Winchester, it's Cathedral, and … Continue reading Graduation Day
Forget Home
It's easier to forget that I have another life on the other side of the ocean than to admit I've been neglecting that life. I've spoken more french over the last year than I have spoken to my mom at all. It's only now, with a week of classes left to my entire university experience that … Continue reading Forget Home
Traits
Traits by Ivy Miller . The perfectionist watches with a keen eye as words parade before her The careless one calls himself carefree and watches from across the river . She can hear him whistle as his legs swing but the tune is unfamiliar They become acquainted a glance at a time until the parade … Continue reading Traits
Some Poetry #2
I don't actually write poems very often. In my first year I had a poetry class that I had to do a bunch for and I've been dropping them here and there since I first started this blog, so it seems like I write more than I do. This time, however, I have some poems … Continue reading Some Poetry #2
What You Think
You may notice a couple of things that are new. Firstly, there is a countdown on the right side of my blog. It shows how many days are left before this blog is a year old. Crazy, isn't it? I've had this blog for almost a full year! Also, I got my first paycheck from … Continue reading What You Think
Some Poetry
Here are two poems I wrote back in my first year at university. For all intents and purposes, this counts as a complete blog post. Hope you enjoy them! Don't forget to leave comments below; I love hearing your feedback! Concrete Nothing is wrong, yet nothing feels right Every day is the same and each … Continue reading Some Poetry
(#16) Weeklies
Okay, so these are quickly turning into Bi-Weeklies, but you know what? I really don't think anyone cares. I don't. Let's continue, shall we? Food: Salad. I often underestimate the deliciousness of salads, but I had a couple of good ones this past week, and have found a new appreciation for them. TV Show: Chuck. … Continue reading (#16) Weeklies
The Shield
I was going to do a recipe today but I've never poached an egg before and I messed up so here's a poem: – The Shield By Ivy — No need to point your finger at me Just because I'm all you see. Do not mistake my fury for hurt. . Yes, a broken shard … Continue reading The Shield
Precarious Writer 