The Insecure Amateur

You know what’s difficult to deal with? Being self conscious. You know who’s self conscious a lot? Me. Hi, I’m sarzo and I have terrible self esteem issues.  Now that’s out in the… Continue reading


  Lets start this off by saying, Happy 37th birthday Harry Potter you old bastard. Well not just Harry Potter himself, but also the first Harry Potter book, ‘Harry Potter and the Philosophers… Continue reading

I Can’t Get No (Satisfaction) 

  I am unsatisfied with my life at the moment.  That seems like a weird phrase for a seventeen year old girl who is fairly well off in a developed country with beautiful,wonderful… Continue reading

The Woes Of Perspective

Today I’m bringing forward a topic of discussion that I guess could be considered really stupid and obvious and not insightful in the slightest. Note that I admit all these things now. But… Continue reading

Dear Sarzo-2016

Hey there Sarzo, wazzup? This years been an interesting one hasn’t it? Although America and the U.K. Apparently held a secret meeting to discuss the downfall of the world, and Len Goodman is… Continue reading

The Woes Of A Levels 

Sooo… I may have to apologise… I’m sorry I missed yesterday, but forgive me for it was parents evening and all chill was lost.  As some of you may know, I’ve started sixth… Continue reading

Can I Jingle My Bells Yet?

Haha! You thought I forgot but here I am! Late as ever but still here, and I’m talking to you about…. CHRISTMAS CAROLS/SONGS!!!  Ask any of my friends and you’ll find out that… Continue reading

Secret Santa 2.0

So if you’re anything like me and my friends, then you’ve probably already realised that this Christmas season, much like every other, you’re broke. But of course you still not only want, but… Continue reading

Collage Hearts

I turned back around hugging my scarf to me for comfort,clinging to my last shreds of dismembered dignity. And as I contemplated my sudden wave of confidence, and how in one minute everything… Continue reading

No Mans Land Review

As I sat in my cushioned seat, C21, I was no longer in the Wyndham theatre Leisecter square but a pleasant forest full of birds and light in what I hoped was the… Continue reading