‘Twas the night before Christmas eve’s eve… 1am in the morning. My flatmate ventured outside to put out rubbish and we discovered that the road had been blocked off and neighbours were drinking “Cola de Mono” and eating “Pan de Pascua”. The music (above) was playing in the street, young and old laughing and mingling. Clearly, Chileans know how to party. (more…)
…Or in my head, I should say.
Strangely enough, today I noticed an odd pattern with when I feel nauseous. It is usually after someone I am really fond of gets hurt, or leaves my life in someway. I didn’t realise the pattern until today, when a pending departure of someone I have become very fond of, occurred to me. (more…)
People say you shouldn’t let all your crazy out at once right… well I’m just going to go ahead and slap it all up on this table. I Amanda Jasmine Williamson have an unhealthy love of induced awkwardness. (more…)