This passage comes from a book titled A Ring of Endless Light, written by Madeleine L'Engle. This should have been my favourite book when I was 16, because it is an entirely accurate depiction of life at that age. But I guess even now, the issues she talks about are applicable to me. We never really leave puberty, anyway.

The passage concerns Vicky ( Read more... )

In preparation for the repainting of my room [which I have to undertake all by my lonesome because someone didn't read her smses, ahem], I did a spring cleaning. Spring cleaning can be so very tiring. I only tackled one bookshelf, and that was enough. I cleared out a lot of old things; memorabilia from events that I hardly even recall now, but ( Read more... )