HELLO! My name is Elder Price, and I would like to share with you the most amazing BOOK. Apologies, apologies -- I can no longer say the word 'hello', without completing the ritual of singing (if you could call my attempts such a thing) the opening lines to The Book of Mormon, the musical theatre … Continue reading … and Who Are You?
Usually, when I write blog posts, I have a title in mind almost immediately. It’s just one of those things for me — something just pops into my mind as I’m planning, or as I’m writing out the first paragraph, and it fits, sort of. Or it means something, or it’s just a “good title”; … Continue reading My Untitled Summer
Time to do some talking, I suppose. Ironic, how I’m so shit at actually talking, and yet put a keyboard in front of me, and I can type for hours, words flowing out of my brain and onto a screen. Sums up my generation, I suppose. On Wednesday night, I went to a party. I’d … Continue reading Drunk Crying at Parties
If I wrote a happy-ever-after story, would you be in it? I can't tell, to be honest: writing it without you would make it the saddest story I could ever pen; including you would break my heart. Would it be easier if we could pen our own stories? Say we could go back, delete those … Continue reading My Happy-Ever-After Story
I’m a GCSE student: I have the most important exams of my life so far starting in 92 days – that’s just over 13 weeks. And so, really, I should be spending every spare afternoon I have studying – sure, with breaks and time for recreational activities too --, but primarily studying. Today, I have … Continue reading Maybe It’s Not Me who’s Wrong
It’s Friday!! I’ve actually been off school these last two days with some kind of bug; I think I’m just about over it now, but I’ve honestly never slept so much in my life I swear. To make life a little better, I decided to install a Tasimo coffee machine in my bedroom; I had … Continue reading Unhealthy Friendships
I'm writing this at school, on a Tuesday afternoon — just another Tuesday afternoon, but not. Earlier this month, a student in my year at school passed away. I didn't know him well, and I'm not pretending to have done so, but it affected me, as it affected so many in my year, whether they … Continue reading Life and death