29 is a frightening age… at least, it is to me.

For the last month and a bit, I’ve been struggling to write. It took me a little while to figure out what was holding me back, and an even longer while to figure out how to put it into words or whether I even should attempt to put it into words. I try to stay away from the overtly personal aspect of things on my blog, but sometimes, your personal issues and your writing collide and there is not much[Read more]

In loving memory of Priscilla; may your words and life continue to inspire us all

A couple of weeks ago, I had the opportunity to sit down with a young woman whom I’ve known for over ten years, the daughter of two people who I consider dear friends. A young woman who spent the last year of her life battling an incurable cancer, and knowing that her life would not go on much longer. Although we had not seen each other much in recent years, my memories of her were still the bright-eyed young girl[Read more]

The hypocritical nature of calling others selfish for differed opinions and actions

This morning, I logged onto Facebook and was greeted by a post from George Takei about a young woman who made the best of her fiance calling off their wedding (the original article appeared here before dose shared it). After being jilted by the man she was supposed to spend the rest of her life with, some friends suggested a great way to deal with the pain; by participating in a trash the dress session with her and her bridesmaids.[Read more]

Ferguson matters, even if it’s nowhere near you.

  A grade 12 student I know was recently laughing about a picture from a Ferguson protest that was not funny in the slightest. When I pointed this out, he said ‘It’s funny, because it has nothing to do with us. None of this does.’   If it were possible to do a face-plant like an anime character, I would have done that. Instead, I found myself very frustrated and angry. I wanted to shout at him that he was[Read more]

It’s time to stop waiting.

With the relaunch of my blog under its new URL, I am taking the first steps towards truly pursuing my dreams. The last few months where I have tried to focus on blogging with a purpose has made me realize that whether or not people are actively reading them, my thoughts, my words and my views matter. I have spent far too much of my life hesitating because I believed that my words and my passions weren’t valid; that I[Read more]

It’s still all a bit surreal

  As I sit here at my desk, staring out into the newsroom, part of me still just wants to laugh. After all, there is more history to my working here than most are aware of, and I think, certainly more than even the staff are aware of.   I didn’t always want to be a journalist. In fact, I was one of those rare kids who was quite steadfast in what I wanted to be from a young age,[Read more]

Tying in the past, the present and the future

Some of you may not know this, but when I was four, my mother passed away of stomach cancer. Most of my memories of her surround while she was dying. Her name was Suzanne, and my sister and I never really knew her. My sister was only ten months when she passed.   We were very blessed that God brought a wonderful woman into our lives shortly after that, and while technically she is our step-mother, she has always been[Read more]

Today we talk, no matter how hard it is to tell our stories…

I spoke on the need to break the stigma. Last year, my message was positive and driven. This year, this is the year it’s tough for me. Because I feel like I’ve been beaten. I’m worn out, I’m struggling, and I feel like every day is a fight. I don’t talk about it because I still feel like I don’t have the right to. Even in knowing that this stigma needs to be broken, I get caught up in it[Read more]

This song is for the guy who keeps yelling from the balcony and it’s called : We hate you, please, please die

When I first saw the previews for Scott Pilgrim, being unaware that it was part of an awesome comic series, I completely missed the point and thought ‘Man, that film looks lame.’ Largely because Michael Cera, as adorable as he is, only ever plays Michael Cera, which, after Superbad became slightly overdone. But when friends started coming to me, urging me that this would definitely be my kind of movie, I decided to look into what it was all about.[Read more]

Life: Dig yourself in, or dig yourself

When I got home last night, I was once again, feeling a little depressed. Not so much about life or anything, but about how it seems so difficult for me to fit in. As I was sitting there thinking about that, I realized it doesn’t really matter. Sure, it feels great to have friends, to be part of the action, and to know that people want to spend time with you. But how much do the people at social gatherings[Read more]