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..it pours lemonade on your cargos. I found this out on Tuesday night while having dinner with my family celebrating my niece’s 12th birthday party. That’s right, 12. Almost a teenager. That’s how fast time travels these days. By the time you realise time has shifted, it’s already too late. Sad but true. After the madness…
Deciding to hop back into the world of academia wasn’t a very hard decision to make. For the most part, studying as a ‘mature age’ student gets you all sort of cred from your lecturers and tutors. I had two essays due last Friday and was under the impression that I would approach study now…
It turns out that my car is cursed. Maybe not ‘Christine’ level cursed, but some level of cursage. It is entirely possible that my car is made of hate, scorn and paprika. I’m not even driving it, by the way. My sister and her partner have been driving it since October/November last year, but that’s…