Wearing a buttoned up flannel and an oversized hoodie, I sit in my English lecture completely dead. With the snow falling heavily outside the window, I wish to just stay inside and veg out for the next couple of hours. As I have said before, I love nothing more than being alone within my condo…
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Fantasy trumps reality.
Within our lives we can decide to live in two worlds: Fantasy or Reality. I cannot count the amount of times in which I have fallen deeply in love with a fictional character or dreamt of transporting to magical worlds. It may seem crazy, but we all have these dreams and fantasies in which we…
Perils of the iPhone: Part II
When I last explained my blacked out drunken night of bad decisions, I also explained the unlikely situation in which I underwent with my iPhone. After losing the beloved device, and being forced to shell out $675 to not only purchase a new phone, but to also get an early start to bankruptcy. I must…
Morning sun and heavy inhalation.
As the morning sun begins to rise over the city, I wake up within the early morning hours to get ready for school. I brush my teeth and attempt to look remotely presentable for the day a head of me, yet I cannot shake this gut wrenching feeling out of my stomach. It is quite…
Temporal flux and the hands of a clock.
As young people in a modern world, we witness our lives undergo a constant flux of changes. What you must remember is that the life you may have grown accustomed to today may not be the reality of your tomorrow. With all these constant changes in ones own life, how is it possible to carry…
Insanity and a drunken stupor.
Drunk and light headed, I sit down at Witt’s desk and begin to write. The demons in which I have been desperately trying to hide have quickly unearthed and have risen to the surface. Within life, we can only try to contain our own minds for so long…but there comes a time when we must…
Fading deeper into black.
Technology is the killer of human interaction. How could I have been so stupid? Once again I fell for someone who does not care for me as much as I thought they did. For the first time in my life I was finally happy with where I was in my life, I had “Him”, and…
Touch my clothes, and I punch your face.
The Toronto cold is at full force as the deadly winter temperatures drop to a devastating low of -22. Draped in my oversized American Apparel scarf and heavy winter jacket I take the first step into the frigid air. With Witt by my side we make the commute to our evening class. Upon entering my…
Glimmers of light & Double stuffed Oreos.
I am not sure if I am the only university student out there who feels lost, but I am currently on a train to nowhere. Seated cross legged on my bed scanning through two of the required readings I need to finish, I feel as if I am at a sense of loss. It truly…
Romanticizing the hookup app.
When living in a city filled with singles, it seems like it would be rather simple to get a date, but is this true?…No. It seems that many people have drifted away from the conventional forms of meeting others, and have moved into the world of online dating and or hookups. With the use of…
High rises and skylines.
Last night I had the sudden urge to head home. I made the walk to the city train station, purchased a ticket and hopped on board. This was my first time taking the train since moving to the city. As riding, I learned that I am absolutely thankful that I am no longer commuting. Upon…
Sad faces in packed places.
Last night was all a blur. As it turns out, I decided to go to a party with a couple friends. With a 375mL bottle of Jager in hand, we headed out into the vast abyss of sweaty bodies within a cloud of intoxication. Prior to leaving, I was sitting cross legged on Witt’s bed…
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