Life After University [Part 4]

Eight years ago, I was so sure of who I was and what I wanted to be. I was proud of being outspoken and blunt, loud, and unapologetic. I wanted to be special, or at least interesting. — I refused to take any interest in make-up, wore baggy clothes, and a “don’t care” attitude. I labelled myself as “weird,” adventurous,” and “blunt,” all in an attempt to create some sort of identity for myself. When I finally realized the labels I’ve claimed for most of my life didn’t…

Life After University Diaries Part II — There’s no singular way to tell the story of “Life After University” because there are always multiple sub-stories. Depending on what I choose to write about, one aspect, like the constant moving, can turn into the main point of the diaries. But if I’m honest, it’s so much more than…

About: This is first of however many “Life After University” diaries I decide to make. I want to document what it’s like to be a young person navigating the world around them. Through loneliness, running, and creating, I want to rediscover my childhood dreams and understand what it means to…

Tears, Loneliness, & Maximum Optimization. Yes, it’s true. It’s an open office equipped with a gym, a basketball court, free dinners, and snacks. You can count the number of people in the company with your hands, and the founder sits right beside me. Everyone rides their bikes to work, and…

2016. It was the summer after my first year at University, and I had secured my first waitressing job at a private yacht club in Toronto. It was a 2.5-hour commute each way that involved a bus, a train, a streetcar, a little walk, and a private ferry. The first…

Last semester, September to December for those who aren’t in college, I wasn’t feeling well. There was the binging, the purging, the isolating, and the weekly crying sessions. I couldn’t connect to reality and despite trying to “refresh,” I was stuck in a blur. I talk more about these ‘feelings’…

It’s New Year’s Eve and people gather with strangers, friends, and family, anticipating whatever the new year brings, hope. (and a January gym rush filled with newbies, poor form, and a line-up at my favorite machine). Hope for fresh starts, new beginnings, and something like a dream. New years is…

Do you want to find a wholesome Christian man? Do you want to find someone who loves Jesus more than he loves you? Tired of side hugs…