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
Paris Day 8: A Vacation
We climbed 387 steps to the top of Notre Dame, and that was only to the top. The view was killer. The wait was even longer than the catacombs, and it was cold all morning and most of the afternoon while we just stood there. I even wore a really cute pair of shorts, which was … Continue reading Paris Day 8: A Vacation
(#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 