Last night I returned from a get together with various members of the Wingd team in the mood for reflection. We are currently in the process of developing a book and that is an amazing accomplishment, but that’s not what this post is about, for more information on that you can refer to the Metro or the Ottawa Citizen.… Continue reading Stretching My Wings
My high school had a great theatre program and the kids who took part in our productions were talented. In grade nine one of my close friends and I decided to audition for the school musical. *I’ll call her J just in case she doesn’t want her name out there in the wide world. Before I tell you… Continue reading Give My Regards to Broadway!
Being a sorority woman isn’t what you think it is. Sorority women choose to be sisters. We overcome obstacles of class, race, and education to be together. We are not perfect by any means. Our organizations have flaws, every institution does, but we continue on despite hiccups and errors. My sisters are the family I… Continue reading Our Sisterhood is Real to Us
I do not remember my first Alan Rickman film. It may have been the original Die Hard since I tended to watch movies like that at a young age with my parents. Of course, given my (almost) life long obsession with Harry Potter Alan Rickman has always been Severus Snape in my mind. In the… Continue reading Thank You Alan Rickman
There is so much that I never thought I was capable of until now. Four weeks ago I turned twenty years old and at the sound of my alarm that morning I reached for my ‘Dear Twenty Year Old Me’ letter which I had been saving since I was eleven years old. When I was eleven… Continue reading Dear Twenty Year Old Me: The Letter
As much as I try to be a purist in terms of using words and phrases that would actually fit into an academic essay I find myself falling prey to the cultural revolution that is internet slang. I no longer cringe much when I hear people yell out the words, “That is cray-cray,” nor do… Continue reading The Struggle Is Real
I’ve been ruminating about this post since I wrote part one almost a month ago. This piece has been written and rewritten more often than I would like to admit. Everything I produced just did not seem to hit the mark in terms of what I wanted to express. I promised in my last post to discuss… Continue reading Cosplaying as a One Woman Army: I Know My Value Part 2
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