My GP is still the one near my parent’s house. I’ve changed it a few times throughout University but went back there because it’s great. They are quick, they actually listen to you, and you don’t have to wait a month for an appointment. But now I live in central London and the idea of Continue reading

I recently came across an old newspaper clipping from the front page of The Sun dated August 17, 1977. On the front right is a large black and white photo of Elvis, his shoulders wrapped in an elaborate, collard outfit with multiple gold chains hanging from his neck. In the photo, it’s hard to determine if his Continue reading

I never used to understand when people said they were ‘time poor’. I would just think, ‘Well, make more time then’, then I’d shrug nonchalantly and go back to relaxing after having finished school at 3 pm or decided to take a random day off of University to rest. But now I feel time-poor and Continue reading

“It’s a fucking zebra crossing you fucking four-eyed cunt”, he spat out as the bus narrowly missed the back wheel of his bike. He then continued to cycle on the pavement hatefully muttering to himself while his fingers clenched the handlebars. It’s not a shocking sight to me anymore. London is full of people pissed Continue reading

The other day I sat on the bus after a long day of work as it crawled through central London. It was no motorway drive where the lights blur; the pace was tragic and the lights stayed mockingly in focus. We would creep forward then jolt to a stop causing a collective forward sway of Continue reading

For as long as I can remember I’ve felt that if I had the choice to go back and decide whether or not to be born I would choose not to be. Not that now I’m here I don’t enjoy life but, if I had the option, I would choose the peace of non-existence. In Continue reading

All my Japanese family are extremely self-contained and self-reliant. When I’m with them I feel like an emotional outlier. We’re moonlight and lamplight; they’re steadfast, commanding, and distant, whereas everything pours out of me and bounces off at close range. I assume it’s something in the conservative social structure that trains them to self-regulate well. Continue reading

The year is 2007. Shrek the Third has just come out, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is published, Prince plays the half-time show at the Super Bowl, and, of course, Britney Spears shaves her head. Britney shaving her head was a pop-culture pinch point in my childhood. I feel like if someone cut my Continue reading

I’ve been resting a lot recently, taking a warm rejuvenating hibernation that I’ve learnt improves nearly all situations. Blue Monday was this week but it didn’t feel very ‘blue’ to me, the sun was shining, the air was fresh, and it felt like the start of a good week. Because it was blue Monday, I Continue reading

I am not baking this week as I’ve been feeling overwhelmed. People say ‘It’s that time of year’ and that it’s the ‘January blues’ but I’ve never felt so snubbed out in January before. Last January there was a lot of excitement; I moved to London, I was in a new flat, and I started Continue reading