Sitting in a room of politics and social justice students, I begin to feel like Elle Woods in a room full of Jane Goodall’s. Stepping into a foreign building on campus, I look as if I am a first-year student lost in the masses. With the heel of my loafer clicking on the linoleum, I…
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How To Find Your Balls (Literally & Figuratively).
“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past”. After an unncessecful day of apartment hunting with Americano, we walked back to my apartment to put on a film. Picking the adaptation of my favourite novel “The Great Gatsby”, we at down to watch the tragedy unfold. Looking at the…
Short Lessons on a Rainy Day.
Do you need support or just a shoulder to cry on? While the two seem very similar, they are in fact very different. Support can be seen as an undistilled dose of reality. Reality thrown at you from all angles which will allow you to see through the facade. The opposite (being a shoulder…
Balance is the key (Money is the result).
Laying in bed with my Andy on a quiet Saturday evening. For those who do not know, Andy is my dog. A hound, husky mix who is the holder of my love. With a lost voice, and a dreadful cough, I decided to head into my homeland of Mississauga to have a weekend of relaxation….
Colour in a world of black and white.
Not many people know this, but I flat-out failed my drivers test. The dreadful part about the whole situation is that it was not the part of the test where you drive… it was the written portion. I know what you’re thinking, “how can this witty white boy fail his drivers test?” Well the answer…
The secret of being a bore.
I am quite literally alone in the suburbs. It is seriously agonizing seeing as there’s absolutely no one to go get a drink with in the mid afternoon. Everyone seems to be either in their homeland, back at school or at their jobs. What am I doing during this time? Writing and drinking. As the…
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Boundaries are fences that hold us back as individuals. We all create boundaries, for without them there would be no sense of ownership or privacy. What happens if we break a boundary, or how do we actually know if we are overstepping and on the shaky path to crossing the border line between safety. I…
If I won a contest, is it still bad luck?
Good news comes in small bursts. For instance: I woke up to winning seasons 1-3 of American Horror Story on DVD. Good news most of the time is also followed by some seemingly bad news. For instance: I woke up this morning to my ceiling leaking and my floor flooded. In a deep sleep I…
Tabula Rasa & Rambling.
Throughout our lives, it always seems like we are being continuously watched. We are watched by parents when we are children, we Re watched over by superiors at work, and we are continuously surveillanced as customers in a store. There is never really a time where we are fully independent. I understand the sense of…
3 words, 6 letters.
Sitting in a packed cafeteria, I sip my Venti Americano and begin working diligently on the stacks of work in front of me. Lately there has been something that has been sticking with me and really bothering the hell out of my mind. Looking around, I see dozens of couples holding hands, or looking lovingly…
Unaccompanied labels.
When walking down the aisles of a bakery, you pass by stacks upon stacks of loaves: Multigrain, whole wheat, and white. The one common thing about these loaves, is the day labels. These multi-coloured pieces of plastic that get stuck under the microwave serve a purpose: They are used to tell the consumer what day…
Winner and a Douchebag.
With candlelight illuminating the night, whispers linger throughout the foreground. With the window jarred open, a chilly breeze seeps in through the window. As the air circulates around me, it makes this summertime sweater weather feel like a cool crisp autumn day. If you came across seeing me at the moment, you will find me…
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