Let’s flashback to twelve year old Alex Dimitrelos, a.k.a yours truly, shall we? Alex was agonisingly close to finally growing out of her ugly duckling stage and even closer to … Continue reading Yes, I’m in my twenties. And no, I’m definitely not ready.
I originally started this post complaining about how much it sucks being a girl. And I wasn’t even talking about the monthly subscription to Lucifers waterfall, the “miracle” that is … Continue reading For the love of all things holy, cease the lady-ball kicking, okay?
My big defining moment of supposed greatness was when I was seven. I wrote my first ‘novel’ entitled The Haunted Mansion (an original, I assure you) while I was sick … Continue reading It’s okay not to know, you know?