I guess what I want in life, is to be able to express my love. I have love inside me, I love writing and there's even a few people I truly love. So, I just want to keep the love flowing I guess.
I find the nakedness of blogging really preventative sometimes. Many people who know me have started reading my blog somewhat regularly and it's left me with a bad taste in the mouth. I like that people read my work, but I also find myself wanting to write about these people. Perhaps, I've made this blog … Continue reading The Takeover
It's weird when people mention my blog to me in real life. I was motivated to start a blog for God know's what reason and now that people, my friends that I pester mainly, actually read my blog I've started to think about answers to their questions. When I recently watched Chimimanda Ngozi Adichie talking … Continue reading Blogging IRL
I'm constantly wondering if I spend my time well. It's weird but I always wonder should I be writing? Should I be contributing something to other people rather than just caring about my own happiness? It's not that I am unhappy, it's more that I know too well what makes me happy. I know that … Continue reading New Things
It's something so intrinsic to my being. I am a writer - few people understand how important and monumental of a thing that is for me, for my life and my worldview.
I'm back at Queen's for my last year. Well maybe, I haven't decided on taking a fifth year yet. Initially, I came to Kingston to study chemistry but I was not a fan of the laboratory life. But that's a story for another time. The first week back is always fun. Frosh week comes and … Continue reading Frosh Week Colds
So, another summer has passed. I have come to appreciate seasons more and more as I get older. I'm not saying I am old but rather I have more freedom and so there's something unstoppably refreshing about change. Change means action, it means getting a grip on yourself. It's very easy, especially while still living … Continue reading Summer and School: Nothing in Particular
I'm from Toronto and this felicitous fact really means a few things for any young millennial, come moi. First and foremost it means that coming home from University does not mean two weeks of dark ages over Christmas, but rather the Christmas Market in the distillery district with the friends you like and haven't seen … Continue reading Parts and Babe-r