I have literally just been diagnosed with Bi-Polar and I'm still in shock, to be honest, but was kinda expecting it too. One thing that always helped me was writing so I will be venting a lot lol. Hopefully,

I think it is really ridiculous all the fad diets that are out there these days. Your either cutting out whole food groups (denying yourself of precious nutrients) or trying to convince your self that

My second story (see my blog for the others) is about my first pet ever Pip Pop. I was only two years old and my older sister was four at the time. Mum brought home one day a mysterious looking bowl which

Everyone has a pet story or two to tell so I thought I would share mine. Some are hilarious others a bit sad, or both hilarious and sad. My first story is about my sweet little budgie Cocoa. Little Cocoa

I don't know who I am without you, for you gave me life. You taught me how to walk with my head high when all I wanted to do was hide. You gave me the strength to keep going when I just wanted to give

An angel left today her wingspan stretched so far, to touch all the loved ones she had left behind, to ease the pain in their hearts Just look to the heavens she whispers for I'm only glance away Although

She stares into the mirror. What can she see? An array of colors distort her once fair complexion. Black's, blues and purples fading into yellows. The physical efforts left behind by an enraged monster.

I overheard a couple of my students engaged in a conversation, they sat across from each other and they said when bad news of any kind came around their heart was filled with joy instead of filled with

She stares into the mirror. What can she see? An array of colors distort her once fair complexion. Black's, blues and purples fading into yellows. The physical efforts left behind by an enraged monster.

Really proud of the fact I made this cake for my son's 4th birthday. He is such a cool little guy totally OBSESSED with Batman. Apparently, that is what he is going to be when he grows up. Now isn't this

Thoughts of confusion scattered like so many colorful marbles on a cold unfeeling blanket of concrete. I try to grasp what has happened, but all I hear is the sickening screech of metal on metal. The sound

I'm a little weird, I'm a little crazy at times, I'm a shorty but then my mum always used to say that the best things come in small packages lol. Basically, you can love me or leave me I won't change for

I lost my mother six years ago and not a day goes by that I don't wish she was here to see the woman I have become. I wish she could meet her 3 grandchildren and play with them. See all their individual