FREEDOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Moving out of the boarding house and into my own apartment has been an interesting experiment of liberation. On the one hand my mind gets to forget the countless laws enforced by the boarding house and on the other, it must re-train itself to an entirely new dogma. For example:

The Old Rule: “Boys are not allowed in your room”

The New Rule: “You are not allowed to have sex in the living room, kitchen bathroom or hallway” (this leaves only the bedroom).

But I must confess moving out isn’t all that bad. One gets used to the atmosphere of unrestrained freedom, so much so, that I have now become addicted to buying novelty kitchen utensils. I recently acquired a set of babushka measuring cups and spoons, a pink toaster, and comic book tea cups. And there is purple spotted teapot I have had my eye on for some time…hopefully this phase won’t be short lasting.

Drum Roll Please.....

I decided to created this blog purely because i have always had trouble fitting in and finding who i really am,
and this way (by writing things down)
i assure my self that i am on the right track to self discovery and acceptance.
and also the act of to ranting and raving to strangers about: people, places, objects, films, fashion and books; calms me.
Below are things i have listed that i do know about my self.

I am 18 years old.
I have skin is the colour of milk.
I feel red lipstick empowers me.
I love singing jazz and blues
I adore wearing coats, and thigh high socks
I feel more comfortable dressing like a character out of a Dickens novel, then wearing a pair of jeans.
I would like to write books for a living.
I am a secret Goth (hoping to come out of the coffin…soon)
I worship weird café’s, bars, clubs, alternative cinema and theatre.
But most of all I like watching people fall in love.



So sit back and enjoy the madness.