Sometimes I Wish I Were a Man

There are times, numerous for that matter, that I despise being female. From the ever so cliché reason pertaining to the monthly visit to the complex argument of being the subordinate sex, at moments I find myself wishing that I’m the bloke who plays video games for hours without even bothering to take a bath. Or the douche who wears too much hair gel who thinks he’s all that – forgetting about the fact that he’s got no money in his wallet. Scratch the last bit. Not even in my wildest dreams. 

Of Unfinished Chapters & New Beginnings

Another year is about to end and December blues is inevitable. It's that time of the year again where your brain's amygdala go trippin' and mess up with you and your emotions.