For a girl like me, it's the little things that make me smile. It's the things that you probably don't even realize you're doing that make me feel like my day suddenly got a little bit brighter. It's the things that come almost as if purely granted that make me feel like the happiest person… Continue reading Peasantly Rich
Two weeks into university and the new people I'm meeting have already thrown at me a stupefying sum of questions. What's your name? Jen, but you can call me Ann, whichever works. Why did you choose this program? Well, for the longest time I wanted to be a plastic surgeon, but then one day Jesus… Continue reading why am I always in a curry..
Often I feel like I'm speaking in a completely different dialect from my guy friends. Especially now that my brother's not living at home for his diction to rub off on me. But one word I learned, and has stuck with me ever since is "chill". That's chill. So chill. Pretty chill. You get the… Continue reading Pretty Chill
Gentle as the spring breeze may blow, her cutting chill still manages to penetrate into my guts and bones as I stand in romance with the picturesque country scenery just twenty minutes on foot from the warmth of my home. My numb fingers, pink from the biting cold, peek out from my mitten holes, and… Continue reading Syrup and Snow