“You’re a superwoman!” Every so often this seemingly innocuous compliment slips from the mouth of one of my friends or sisters and, without fail, each time I hear it I cringe internally. It’s not the act of being complimented that unsettles me it’s the terminology being used in the formation of said compliment. I have never… Continue reading I Don’t Want to Be a Superwoman
In some situations I simply overreact and shut down. I avoid certain topics until it seems that the person asking me questions has moved on from waiting for my response. I have been working on remedying this trait, which strangely enough only often appears in social situations with close friends. Asking for help has never been my strong suit. I’m… Continue reading Good Enough?
University is my life. I do not major in AOII (my sorority). Nor do I simply lurk in the coffee shops on campus or the library. All the same university is my life. Or at least an extremely significant portion of my life as of right now. Being a student is a job. A full-time demanding… Continue reading University=Life
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
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
I’ve lived in Ottawa my entire life. I should know this town like the back of my hand, should being the operative word in this sentence. The thing is I don’t know Ottawa that well, but I want to. Ottawa is almost like my older sibling that has always been there but only on the fringes of my… Continue reading Dear Twenty Year Old Me: Hit the Pavement
I had this post all planned out. Usually, I tend to let my ideas come to me organically, but since Tuesday I have been writing and rewriting this blog post in my head. Now, that the time to write has come to actually write it I find myself unable to use any of the pieces I… Continue reading Graduation to Death
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