Stories of life and people
"Hi Michelle, sorry for the late notice but I'm going to have to cancel tonight. I split up with M yesterday and I'm not in the best state to meet I'm afraid! It's all still a bit new and I have quite a lot to sort out. Hoping to stay in Christchurch though so hopefully... Continue Reading →
Continued from Part Two “What would you say to us going out? Like properly? I want to be with you.” It was a quandry. I didn’t really want to go out with anyone. But I loved being with him. “Why can’t we just keep it as it is? Enjoy it for what it is. I’m... Continue Reading →
"Where the hell are my clothes?" I thought to myself. I woke up, my head pounding. I opened one eye, and promptly shut it again. Ouch. Uh-oh. That familiar feeling as you realise you're hungover and you start to piece together what happened before you fell asleep. There was a pub. Drinks. Work colleagues. Definitely... Continue Reading →
A few years ago after I got divorced there was a man (DC) who used to ask me out a lot. I kept saying no. I gave him credit for his persistence, but my answer was always no (just didn't fancy him and I wasn't interested in dating). One night, we'd all been out somewhere... Continue Reading →
I'd just split up with my boyfriend (read: was dumped) here in New Zealand and had nowhere to live. I was fairly new, didn't know that many people, didn't really know what to do and was just generally feeling a bit sideswiped and shit. I had one new friend, B, who I'd messaged, telling her... Continue Reading →
My ex-husband had just started a new job. He came home one day and was telling me about his friend there, Rick. They had stuff in common like music and DJing and beer. I was pleased for him, as this meant I wouldn't have to listen to his music and feign interest at a weekend.... Continue Reading →
I think about people who have sacrificed their passion or dreams to get a 'safe' job because they now have a child. I get it, I get having security is important. But what about passion? I was lucky enough that all my life I knew what my Dad did for a living was his passion... Continue Reading →
You look hot today. I glanced down at my phone, a smile on my face as I read the message. I was working on a project in a different department, and somehow I'd ended up catching the eye of someone who wasn't part of the team as such, but was in one of the offices... Continue Reading →
Life modelling really is about art. It’s not about nudity or sexuality. So it shouldn’t cause a problem. Right? Only sometimes it does. I’ve only been in one proper relationship when I’ve been life modelling, and I didn’t think it was a problem. Until we broke up. It was the first thing that came up when... Continue Reading →
