2017 · About Me · Blogging · Change · Friendship · Grad School · Halifax

Girl, Meet Grad School

Over the past week I started this blog post over and over in my head but I could not bring myself to start typing. I couldn’t bring myself to write down and publish the idea that I’m more than a little freaked out by all of the changes I’ve gone through recently. Everything came to… Continue reading Girl, Meet Grad School

2015 · About Me · Change · Dear Twenty Year Old Me · Friendship · Humanities · Music · Ottawa · Self Reflection · Self-Improvement · Writing

Remind Me Who I Am

Who are you? What are you made of? These questions may cause people to stop and think about their lives but more often than not they are brushed off.  Questions like these are difficult to think about because they bring one face to face with one’s own mistakes and failings.  They destroy the perfectly cultivated facade… Continue reading Remind Me Who I Am

2015 · About Me · Blogging · Change · Friendship · Humanities · Self Reflection · Writing

Sunshine and Shadows

Year two is drifting to a close.  I say drifting because the time between now and my last exam seems to be floaty, immaterial almost – I am here but at the same time I’m not wholly present.  After this Thursday my Winter semester will be done and my fate will be sealed in terms… Continue reading Sunshine and Shadows

2015 · About Me · Blogging · Friendship · Humanities · Writing

Grounded

This will probably be the first of many “thank you” posts as I find myself drawn to the concept of writing ‘letters’ again.  While I toyed for awhile with the idea of writing separate entries for the different groups of people that feature in my life I have come to the decision that open letters just… Continue reading Grounded

2015 · About Me · Humanities · Self Reflection · Writing

The Danger of Dante

It is now March and the days are swiftly spinning away from me.  This next month is chock full of activities, from formals to sorority events to several late night paper writing sessions that have yet to come and I am unsure of how to react.  Part of me feels compelled to pity myself and my fellow… Continue reading The Danger of Dante