Phase II

Ode to Idiots

This post is full of shameless self praise and big-headedness,with a score of judgement on every living soul I have met. Those who take offense easy, You've been warned. I am creature of impulse, not of calculation. There was once a time I regretted it, but now I don’t. When I was very young I… Continue reading Ode to Idiots

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Medicine: Final Year

It’s just the strangest thing… I’ve seen your face somewhere

I honestly thought I was done with blogging. I mean...really. I mean..you've got your friends on one side, then you've got your studies and you've got your little dramas and you've got a relationship and you're losing weight and you don't care about social media, you don't have that need to connect with any more… Continue reading It’s just the strangest thing… I’ve seen your face somewhere

Balderdash Thoughts

I am not allowed to be afraid.

I have written about my heart being heavy, I have written about it being broken. I have written about being happy, I have written about being content. For anyone who ever cared and to whomsoever it ever concerened...I have written it all. And then I stopped, for I had no new feelings to talk about,… Continue reading I am not allowed to be afraid.

Balderdash Thoughts, Medicine: Year 4

Better left unsaid, better left unfelt

I spent an hour writing..everything. Pouring my anger into my laptop and editing it and constructing all those sentences and blah blah blah blah and a second before I was going to hit send.. I just stopped. Not today. Not now. Have you ever felt so consumed with anger and hatred and total helplessness that… Continue reading Better left unsaid, better left unfelt

Balderdash Thoughts

Breaking Points

  It's funny what things we learn every second day. And how bold we become when we've got nothing to lose, how crass when we just don't care, so absolutely brave when we accept the facts and how...utterly light when we are done facing the reality and moving on I've found a new way of… Continue reading Breaking Points

Incidents

Back to Basics

There's a little something I call...Back To Basics. It is basically the assumption that we all become that one person in our life when we are, about somethings in ourselves, all we could be. And it happens when we are young. And then times pass we grow up. Incorporate all those changes and experience in… Continue reading Back to Basics

Balderdash Thoughts

I met a girl who sang the blues.. and I asked her for some happy news..she just smiled and turned away

For how long can you talk about the same thing, for how long can you pour yourself out? The insides are gonna run dry one day. And if the pain and anger stops feeding you, you will shrivel up. If you are filled with some other thing this time,only happiness and peace, the same puncture… Continue reading I met a girl who sang the blues.. and I asked her for some happy news..she just smiled and turned away

Balderdash Thoughts, Incidents

There are too many books I haven’t read, too many places I haven’t seen, too many memories I haven’t kept long enough

I was brushing my teeth the other day, looking in that foggy, droplet-stained mirror so early in the morning when the pictures started to move in my head so thick and fast. Childhood. I don't care about that era, just like I don't care about the teens that passed. I don't even remember being a… Continue reading There are too many books I haven’t read, too many places I haven’t seen, too many memories I haven’t kept long enough

Balderdash Thoughts

Aye to my thoughts

Giving up writing is like giving up breathing. And there are times when you don't want to breathe at all. But you can't just stop breathing if you want to.. and I can't stop writing even if that one remote part of me might ever want to. Even if there is no one to read… Continue reading Aye to my thoughts