Varsity has taken quite a toll on my social life, as a result, I don’t go out very often and I rarely have my picture taken. After a friend not-so-subtly told me I needed a new profile pic for FB, I decided to remedy that sad situation and go from picture-less to picturesque. So when my friend’s sister, Tiffany, offered to do 3 photoshoots for free, I of course jumped at the opportunity.

Tiffany and I decided on Rhodes Memorial as our location and it truly was perfect. The weather was kind enough not to freeze us to our bones or blow my hair in a hundred different directions. There also weren’t that many people so I was free to be as crazy as instructed. Although as it turned out, being crazy wasn’t the difficult part – it was putting on the “serious” look that put me in stitches. (Tiffany’s assistant, aka her hubby, was hilarious! Every time he told me to look serious, I just burst out laughing.) I also managed to climb a rather epic tree (Ok, it was actually epically fallen so climbing it wasn’t too difficult – but I still struggled somehow :-/) and Tiffany took some amazing shots with that. We then got out the props organised by Tiffs (a vintage scrabble set, beautiful flowers, awesome hat and DELICIOUS MACAROONS) and I started posing with them.

It was a super fun-filled day and I was so lucky to have gotten this photoshoot. Tiffany and Ross were both amazing! (Tiffany also got me dessert – How awesome is she??)

To see the pics, go to Tiffany’s Photography Blog and have a look at her other photoshoots as well. She really is very talented :)

<3 scrabble

Whoaa... That's one big tree ;)

My Favourite x


Exams are coming up pretty soon so I won’t have time to write much. (Well, actually they are still a month and a half away but it feels like they are just around the corner!) Instead of putting the blog on hiatus, I thought I’d post some of the poems I had written in the past. This one’s titled: The Real Me

If you really knew me, you would know
That the smile I have is just for show.
Plastered on a porcelain face,
Is a facade none could ever trace.

If you really heard me, you would hear
The hidden thoughts, the untold fears.
And how I wish your hand would
Brush away my invisible tears.

If you really saw me, you would see
That underneath the surface
Lies a temper more tempestuous
Than a lover’s green-eyed jealousy.

If you really felt me, you would feel
A touch of more than what is real.
I’ve an emptiness only you can fill,
But you never do, and you never will.