It’s October; I cannot believe it. Granted it’s only the third today of the month but still, a whole four weeks have passed by and so much has happened. I’m quite sure that I’ve reevaluated my life a hundred times over since the last time I wrote a blog post; however, I will not bore… Continue reading It’s October
When you get lost for the first time as a child you experience momentary panic. At least I did, for others that panic might not be so momentary. But once you move on past the realization that you are not familiar with your surroundings or the people passing you by, a feeling of practicality sets… Continue reading Lost In This World of Twists and Turns
Tomorrow; it’s a new year – a new academic year to be specific. Tomorrow morning I will awake at 6:33 am, switch off my alarm and turn to face my first day as a second year Humanities student at Carleton University. I cannot believe that this is actually happening. It’s fascinating how time seems to speed… Continue reading Tomorrow
My second year of university literally starts a week from tomorrow and I could not be happier to return to school. However, I could not feel less prepared (although upon reflection I’m pretty much on top of things) or more anxious. Few things comfort me during this spell of anxiety; however, I have compiled a list of three… Continue reading Year Two
When I awoke this morning the sun was peaking out from behind the clouds and I had high hopes for the day, weather wise at least. Alas wishes count for less than nothing. It’s cold and it’s rainy. I met my parish church’s new priest this morning – I haven’t been in attendance at mass for… Continue reading It’s Sunday And It’s Raining
I’m an addict and so are you. Everyone in the world has an addiction – be it booze, brains or beauty. An addiction is defined by the Collins English Dictionary: Complete & Unabridged 2012 Digital Edition as, “The condition of being abnormally dependent on some habit.” As the summer careens to a close, like a… Continue reading I’m An Addict: Not A Journalist Or A Junkie
When my alarm sounded off this morning I rolled over with groan and almost onto the floor as the opening notes of The Band Perry’s All Your Life rang loudly through the air. While I lay awake staring at the ceiling I seriously debated hitting the snooze, turning over and sinking right back among the pillows. I actually… Continue reading Sleeping Life Away
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