too latesaid Lifeyou missedyour chanceand nowyour heartwill foreverbe mineand minealone Elle Vampa There are too many “should I’s” and “what ifs” to know where to begin. Is there a filter to put them in order, I wonder? Then again, would it matter? Should I have dated that one guy I didn’t really like when I … More Bi-Weekly Loss | Goodbye To Love
changeis comingwill pass byand not look twicebefore you retrace your stepsit strikes anew forit is comingaround againchange Elle Vampa Change. It’s making me exhausted. Here’s a list of recent rapid changes: Reading this list back brings back the exhaustion. I’ve got so many plans, emotions and worries, it’s a miracle I’m still standing. But I … More At A Loss For Change
The Day Before The bus is laden with good vibes all round yet I cannot help but stare out of the window, sulking. I thought I’d never need a bib again after my infancy, but here I am: on a bus driving through France, in order to pick one up. One that has my name … More Bi-Weekly Loss | Le Loser En Français
The first time I saw my father cry was when I was eleven years old. We were at the wake of my grandmother – his mother – and he cried. Naturally, of course. But I vividly remember realising that up until that moment, in that room, in that situation, I’d never seen him cry. Not … More Daddy’s Little Loser
if only I hada time machine to go backand unfool myself it wouldonlycollect dust Elle Vampa Okay, so, yes. It’s been a while. What can I say? I’ve thought about my blog every week (really did!) but I’ve simply been too preoccupied making a fool of myself to write about, well, making a fool of … More Bi-Weekly Loss | Way Under Well
Ideas? Check. Plans? Check. Execution? Pleaso do! Ugh. I’m over this. What is WRONG with me? Is it the hormones again? Ugh. It’s probably the hormones again. I bet the world will stop spinning if that B6 supplement actually works… Ugh. Why can’t I stop saying “ugh”? Ugh. It’s Monday evening and I’ve just royally … More Old Tricks In A New Week
Startled, I stop joining the duct tape and the cardboard box into holy matrimony (“thou shall now forever stick together”) and squint at my boss. A dark shadow figure in an open sunny doorway. “Are you done already with the meeting?” I ask, confused. That was quick! He replies, seemingly as startled as yours truly: … More Bi-Weekly Loss | Failure Included
10 Things I Don’t Dare To Tell My Parents 1. I am planning to leave youI am sure it’s a silent given in my family: me never leaving home. But… I’ve started looking at places to rent. I know you won’t want me to move (please also see #6).Will not mention until I’ve actually found … More 10 Things I Don’t Dare To Tell My Parents
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After reluctantly admitting that maybe, just mayyyyybe, my feet are starting to freeze off in my new, classy-fake-studs-included-cute-little-sandals, my coworker agrees to turn off the air conditioning. Two side-notes: I, of course, have waited for my boss’ lunch break to “casually” throw in my request. It is the only moment in a work day in … More Unhappy Feet
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