: About Me

This box is the bane of my existence. I can never seem to fill it full of witty and spontaneous comments about myself. One way or the other I come out sounding dull or pretentious. Cue my dramatic sigh.

I'm not even doing my exams yet and I feel like my life is dragging on. I feel also that I have a very bright future ahead of me. I'm looking forward for my life to start.

My passion is ...

psychology.

I know too much about ...

the suicide ripple.

My parents always told me ...

I'd become a writer.

My childhood ambition ...

to be an interior degisner.

My favorite memory ...

sitting on a bench on a really bright day and my friend txting me saying there is a massive x in the sky. Looking up to find out he was correct.

Why I write ...

it's someonthing of a need.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

The unbearable lightness of being/nothing/coldplay

My first job ...

bread-and-jam stand

My best moment ...

is whenever I'm not angry.

My inspiration ...

life.

Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: The future

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Talk to me when I'm thirty-five. At the fresh age of sixteen my future is not the indistinct blur of the uncertain adolescent, but rather is crystal clear and sharp in focus. From where I stand now, at the vantage point of youth, my future is volatile, but always distinct. But maybe I'm not making myself clear. I'll just walk you through it, shall I? At thirty-five, my irrefutably three-dimensional bob hairstyle gleams under the mood lighting in my bathroom. As I lift a manicured hand to my unwrinkled lid, a smug look of satisfaction can be glimpsed beneath my idle mask of concentration. S...

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