There is a certain day, somewhere between the end of the previous year and about four weeks into work in the new one, where something goes horribly wrong with my body.
The amount of woe in my life has reached gargantuan proportions.
I haven’t been in the best of moods lately. It really hasn’t been my fault.
I received the most heart-warming message that came with an assuring disclaimer:
I like you*
“Oh my!” I thought – and kept reading excitedly:
The thing I love about taxis in Nicaragua is that they are the shittiest, most blinged out vehicles I have ever seen in my life. They’re like a cross between a chicken bus, ghetto boy racer, and cartoon from Wacky Races. The picture I´ve uploaded here does not do justice.
I am increasingly inspired by movements to support women in business and education. Women make up 50% of the world’s population so you´d think it´d be a no-brainer to include them in the global economy.
Julie Andrews is currently gracing Auckland with her presence, as the star and subject of An Evening with Julie Andrews, on tomorrow night at The Civic.
Valentines Day draws near.
This bloody movie. People have been full of opinions on Les Misérables since the movie came out, and even more so since it became a Golden Globe winner in three categories and Academy Award contender.
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