My playlist is very varying I must say, so hopefully theres something on there that everyone can if not indulge but partially tolerate. I hope there’s something new for you to try on here, or you can recognize a few of these songs. I have linked my Spotify road playlist, so give it a…
Canada Day. The red and white. The fireworks. The crowds. The drunken odes to “our home and native land.” The celebration of the great white north. To most, Canada Day is just a time to embrace our small, yet indignant sense of patriotism, and partake in the annual, country-wide, festivities. Canada sort of gets a…
At this confusing, yet fascinating stage of our lives, we fail to place value on the aspects of life that truly matter. At sixteen years of life, that is over 834 weeks, or 5, 840 days, or 140, 160 hours, I am still unable to control my emotions wholly, to push all negativity out of…
As I was getting ready for grad, I thought it would be fun to ask some of my friends about their stories about getting ready for prom. A friend of mine decided to come with her family, my best friend with her a date, and a good friend of mine with her last minute date.…
Humans are all born free, soaring in whatever direction pleases them, enjoying moments of life as they come. And, perhaps, Muslims are anything but human, caged birds, born on the grave of dreams, bound by metal rods. Your silence will inevitably be your death, and if you speak for justice, for the equality that…
I’ve been told the English language isn’t beautiful. At least not as much as Spanish or French or German or Russian. That may be true but English is filled with it’s share of beauty, and that gets no truer with the rock ballad.
Prom, grad, formal, many names for the same event. It’s a night where the graduating class and some parents and teachers dress up. Its a night many people dream about. It was certainly a night I had been looking forward too since I was 8 years old and saw Cinderella for the first time. I…
Home, something some of us identify as a house, an apartment, somewhere we live; for some of us its two eyes and a heart beat, and for me, its UBC. As strange as it sounds, its my home. It was the first place I lived in Canada, and I just fell in love with the…
Now although I would recommend seeking out every corner of Vancouver, I do not think it will be possible in just one or two road trips. I still haven’t done it and I lived there for a year. So out of my list, though it was painstakingly awful for me to just pick 9, these…
Canada, True North Strong and Free.
Is it that we can’t help it? Or perhaps an unconscious spoken decision? Whatever the case, it’s well known that we humans make excuses – all of us. Now, I don’t mean to frame this in an accusing way as not all excuses are harmful. In fact, some excuses are reasons to make us motivated.…