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9. Fast Forward 4 Weeks

Today marks one month since we’ve arrived in New Zealand.

Despite my best efforts to provide “up to the minute reporting”, this next post might explain the gap in my writing. 925 more words


8. The Morning After

But first, the brutal truth: Waking up on our first morning in our new home, I opened the bedroom curtains to the most magnificent view. From our bedroom window we see Kapiti Island, a big green lush park and 2 beautiful lakes. 352 more words


Chaos and the art of not tidying up

Once you don’t have an adult to tell you to clean your room, what happens?  Well, if you’re a hot mess, your closet turns into a knee-deep pile of sadness. 222 more words

Bed and back again

To the bed and back again: a shirt’s tale by a lazy student.

So, while procrastinating and reading something I definitely ought not to ( 481 more words

I guess we're grownups now.

In my mind, I am 19 years old.  Forever.  Smart, beautiful, effortlessly thin.  Decisions are limited to: what should I wear (answer: tube top)?  Should I make out with that bartender (answer: no but you will)?   219 more words

Kofoworola Toriola's teenage years experience


As a child I always fantasised about growing up. At some point, all that ever mattered to me was growing up so fast and doing the things I saw the older people around me do. 463 more words

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