BLOG TURNS 3.

on 24th June, 2017, Tinkerer of Words turned 3. RUNDOWN The last year, for the blog, hasn’t been too exciting. Although, it’s been pretty much the opposite in terms of my non-blog life. I moved to the UK last September for Uni and that meant I’ve been a terrible blogger. terrible is totally an understatement. I’ve

LETTING GO.

So, hey. Me, again. As usual: it’s been a while. University life has a tendency to keep you either too caught up with the all em’ endless deadlines or too mentally-drained to sit down and write some words, no matter how direly inactive your blog’s been. And I know that’s such a typical excuse for basically being one heck of

effort, does.

BREAKING: I’ve started university. (not at all BREAKING but I couldn’t think of a spicer intro) So, yep. For the last 3 months approx, I’m officially a first-year university student. yikes. In case you’re curious, I’m studying to become a Computer Scientist (whattay pompous title, i know..), at Nottingham Trent University, UK. Without further ado, this is

I’m Back.

let’s be honest: I’ve been reluctant to post on this blog.  After being away for so long, with no prior update or anything, it’s disturbingly difficult to get yourself to write a post without feeling like you’ve abandoned, perhaps even betrayed, your blog. I know I might sound like I’m exaggerating an otherwise simple situation

Fixation.

You’ll see me use the word creative so often.  For I look to find the ways in which to be uninterrupted, creatively uninterrupted.  I do not know what you may think of this constant need to go on and on and on about something I seem to have already bored you with enough. This must

Alevel Results: Ready. Set. Go.

Fellaaaas. How’s everyone doing? I hope ya’ll are as awesome as always? ? I’ve been (as usual) meaning to write something a lil’ chill, one of those chitchat session kinda thing..especially after all the recent poetry posts. Anyway, let’s start of with addressing just how monumental this week actually is. For anyone who’s unaware, I’m 18 years

Bliss.

There is no comfort, no regularity in going after the spectacular again and again and again. There is always a feeling, hypnotic even, enough to making me want to strive for that spectacular something with no knowledge of what it actually is. Tiring? It can be. Like you’re always moving and walking and yes, running,

On Blogging.

I’ve been trying to publicise my blog a lot more, ever since I’ve moved to this self-hosted place and there’s something I’ve noticed that I did not notice as much before..? And let me say in advance, I don’t mean to offend anybody. I’m just trying to collect my thoughts based on an observation. So it’s these ‘boxes’ that

Insignificance — A Chat.

I’ve been meaning to write about a little something that’s been (sorta) occasionally troubling me. ‘Troubling’ not as ‘its upsetting’ or anything but it’s just making me think about wanting to try something new/different. I know I’m making no sense right now and this shroud of vagueness might seem unnecessary but uh, please stay a