Toronto’s first big snowfall. Large snow flakes fall onto my plaid jacket, and the cold seeps through my doc martens. You know it is winter when the roads are fully backed up, and when all the driers forget how to drive in a snowfall. Canadian winters. I spent my evening judging a talent competition. Was…
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On The Bar.
Patient anticipation and the waiting for the unknown is truly the only things in life that can be seen as scary. I cannot fathom anything else being true fear. What we are all scared of is the fear of what we do not know. Say life is pulling an American horror story and we were…
2 coffees and afflicted prostitutes.
Sitting in a crowded lecture watching the click tick down the hour. One hour almost done, another to go. Usually during these long lectures I do the usual, I raid social media, or I doodle all over my arm. Currently listening to the limitations of the Civil Rights movement, I sit in my Sex class…
Love it more than Ramen.
Saturday night and I am laying in bed watching Hocus Pocus and eating Ramen. My life could not get more exciting. The day after Halloween always seems to be in slow motion. When walking down the streets of Toronto, you witness the slow moving hungover business men heading into their offices. This week I interviewed…
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…
Bound2
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…
In a box of ignorance.
What is a princess, what is a bride? What is a peasant, what is royalty? I am left here thinking about the fences put up between society and gender. It seems as if we are all categorized into certain boxes. We are expected to live in these boxes without question. It is not until we…
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