Today is Friday 19 January, 2024, and I ticked off my first goal on my bucket list: Getting my driver’s licence! I’ve been scared of doing the test and failing since I was 16, but I finally decided to step it up and do a bunch of things that scare me this year, rather than…
Author: Lian
2024 bucket list
Today is Saturday January 13 2024. This is a shower thought that I will act on this year. In 2024, I want to truly live my life. Meaning that I want to do everything that I’m scared of, or have been procrastinating. In the final year of high school, I don’t want to have any…
2024 Goals
Already forgot to post in the first week of 2024, but thankfully I didn’t realise too late! Here are my new years resolutions for 2024. This year, I hope to focus on myself and grow into a more confident and independent individual. 💡When writing goals, whether they be yearly or monthly, make sure to be…
2023 wrapped
Dear 2023, Wow, what a year it has been. It’s been a year of highs and lows, wins and losses, but we made it at last. Ironically enough, the word I would use to describe 2023 would be “connection” and “happiness.” I say ironic, because there were multiple times I cried because I felt lonely…
WEEKLY REFLECTION – Term 4 Week 2, 2023
Dear beloved reader, And by that, I mean: Hi there Rionah, Kevin (maybe) and Nora Nana (also a maybe)! I’ve officially completed 2 weeks of school now, and it’s kind of scary how fast it’s flown by. It’s making me realise how quickly Year 12 is going to go, and soon before I know it,…
the start of year 12
I’ve officially completed my first week of Year 12, and what a week it has been! There’s been good moments, and already quite a few bad moments. But I’m trying to be optimistic, despite the thoughts that have run through my head. The Good Moments I have to think about this one a bit. I…
the end of year 11
This is the first blog post I’ve written in 2 months. And it’s clear that even after 3 years of writing here, I still get stuck on what to write. Anyway, what’s been happening in these last 2 months, you may ask? Well, not much. Other than finishing Year 11, and being one day away…
maybe i’m the problem
not one “are u ok” not one care not one “i love you” not even one fucking stare you ask me why I don’t spill my secrets why i don’t share my scars well this is why you leave me on delivered hours on end leaving me to sit and stare and bleed for a…