January 1st, 2018

Post #20: Journey around the sun

Another trip around the sun; what a whirlwind it has been. In hindsight, it seems like it was simultaneously longer and shorter than a year. I have spent this past year learning so much, and meeting so many people. I watched incredible artists make music, worked and volunteered along side wonderful individuals, and studied at 3 different universities; earning two certificates and completing my first online semester. I created art in many forms, researched for hours on end, wrote more than I have in a while, ate good food, and made good food. I voted for the first time in a municipal election, and am gradually growing into other adult responsibilities like constantly doing the dishes. I can’t wait to see what this next journey around the sun has to offer. I know that this year has even more craziness in store for me than the last.

Here’s to 2018! Let you offer us all love and laughter.



December 21st, 2017

Post #19: The Summer of ’17 – Part 2/2

As the year begins to come to a close, I continue to reminisce on previous months. Summer continued into August, and the first Sunday of the month found me at a folk music festival. This turned out to be another highlight of my summer. Standing underneath the branches of a tree near the back of the crowd, (ironically next to my elementary school music teacher’s family) I munched on delicious food truck grub, while listening intently to number of artists including, Oscar Lopez. Though he may not be too familiar to a lot of you, back in the second grade I absolutely loved him. Getting to hear him play my favourite song of his live was a small dream come true.

The following Friday was my 19th birthday, and the Saturday was my birthday party. By Uber or taxi cab, a few of my friends and I made our way downtown to a Prohibition era style speakeasy. There, we found ourselves sitting on velvet furniture, listening to jazz music, and drinking. The place was relaxed, beautiful, underground, and while we were there we were temporarily transported to another world. Once we emerged, we went for food down the street at a burger restaurant, where unexpectedly the entire staff, along with the customers, sang me the birthday song. A memorable night to say the least.

The rest of the month was split between work and visiting other family or getting dinner/coffee with friends. My Aunt came to visit from across the country, and brought with her my baby cousin. Seeing her for the first time was heartwarming. She was so innocent and so determined to stand up on her own. She only had smiles for all of us.

Two days later, my best friend’s family came over in the evening to share conversation, dessert, and a board game. Getting together with them the few times a year we do, is something I wish we could do more often. Family is not always determined by blood, and to me they are more family than friends.

Before I could stop to think about it, August turned to September, and as I worked through the beginning weeks, I also returned to school. The summer was over but my adventures continued.


October 27th, 2017

Post #18: The Summer of ’17 – Part 1/2

Autumn is now in full swing. October is almost over, and the trees that once dazzled in golden colours, have lost most of their leaves. Cold winds blow, clouds hang low, the sunsets are glorious, and everything is beautiful. This time of year always has a way of making me nostalgic. There have been a lot of changes in my life recently, and I know that more are coming. Until those changes come, I choose to reflect on my summer and reminisce, not about every detail, but only some of the best moments.

June was a month that mostly consisted of going to work. Other than going to a night market with a friend I hadn’t seen in months, and volunteering at one of my city’s annual summer festivals (where my team and I were serenaded by a quartet), I spent my days at work. My days spent at work were not boring, I made so made memories that I could fill another post with them, and I intend to.

Over the course of July, I actually chose to go out and have fun. At first, I invited a friend that had been away for University the whole year, out on a downtown shopping adventure. What started out as a simple trip to the mall, turned into a walk through the park, and the discovery of a “hole in the wall” ice cream shop.

The following week, I convinced a friend to go to a drop in dance class with me after work. She brought one of her best friends, and we all went to an hour long heels dance class. There, we learned a short routine to “Slow Hands” and had a fabulous time with a teacher who reminded us of the importance of body confidence, getting out of the comfort zone, embracing yourself, and just going for it. Goodness did my legs hurt after.

The next day, I went to a “bar” with my best friend and caught up on the patio over drinks and pub food, good food. Hours after eating, we found ourselves sitting in a playground laughing about everything we spoke about.

By the end of the week, I was with family, wandering through another night market, appreciating local artists and businesses. From there, we walked to my city’s largest annual event. It had been 5 years since I had been a part of the swarms of people in cowboy hats eating crazy fair food (like ice cream sandwiches made with rice krispie squares), watching concerts (like Ben Harper and The Innocent Criminals), marvelling at fireworks, and admiring local artwork. Happily, I can say it was one of my favourite nights of the summer. That being said, the summer wasn’t over yet.



August 11th, 2017

Post #17: 19 years of age

It’s already been a year. One year ago today, I started this blog and began my steady journey into womanhood.

In all this time, I managed to start and finish a year of university; subsequently completing all of my certificate requirements. My classes, as well as various volunteering opportunities, have allowed me to meet some amazing people. More than anything, they reminded me of the significance of doing what you love. I have also continued to bond, and made new connections with my coworkers, who constantly remind me that one should never completely grow up.

Above all, as I have begun to take steps in the adult world, making my own decisions, plans, and standing my own ground, I have come to truly appreciate how important it is to take time out of your busy schedule to talk and spend time with the ones you love.

To reflect on what I said in last year’s post, I will continue to remember to try and find the beauty in the little things, and the joy in everyday. Like finding happiness in taking a trip to the farmers market, eating Vietnamese food, and of course cake, on my 19th birthday for example.

I know that the next year has even more surprises in store for me than the last. I can’t wait to see what’s around every corner as I grow and develop myself as a person, go on realizing who I am, and what it means to be me.


July 1st, 2017

Post #16: Canadian pride

Happy 150th Birthday, Canada! Every Canadian has a different way of celebrating Canada Day, and Canada itself means something different to each person that calls this beautiful country home. However, today was something special. People everywhere, young and old, could be seen wearing maple leaves, or simply red and white.

I personally had the pleasure of waking up early and serving a free pancake breakfast, at a place where all year round, people learn about Canada’s history, properly celebrate where we as a country come from, and what it means to be Canadian. In a place like this, it’s hard not to feel a profound sense of pride. Especially at a time when it seems like everyone is coming together to celebrate.

Thank you, Canada, for giving us a place to learn, grow, and prosper.

Thank you, Canada, for giving us a home.


May 5th, 2017

Post #15: Seeing stars

Last Thursday evening, I had the chance to see a performance of “Miles Electric Band”. This group of incredibly talented gentlemen (some had traveled with The Rolling Stones) brought so much energy and life to the stage, and their sound was unlike one I’ve heard before. Led by Vincent Wilburn Jr. (Miles Davis’ nephew), the group came together to play from the heart and share with the crowd how Miles Davis had influenced them, goodness did they leave an impression.

That weekend, I volunteered at a Comic and Entertainment Expo. From behind the admissions booth I got to interact with a wide array of creative and excited individuals. It was Sunday, when I got to wander around the Expo myself, that I got to catch a glimpse of a number of famous faces. While walking around the autograph tables I briefly saw Nathan Fillion, Wallace Shaun, Billy Dee Williams, Corey Dee Williams, Steven Yeun, Mara Wilson, Colm Meaney, Kristian Nairn, Ruth Connell, and walked right past Patrick Warburton as he was headed back to his table.
What is exciting to me, (and a lot of other fans) about having these opportunities to be in the same room as famous people, is the fact that you get to be a little bit closer to the people that in one way or another have inspired you and impacted your life. Thank you to the amazing actors, actresses, musicians, authors and artists who have used their extraordinary talents and minds to change the way we live our lives and see the world.

March 18th, 2017

Post #14: New (hair)do

Yesterday, I did something that if you had asked me to do it a year ago, I would have asked you if you were crazy. I got my hair cut shorter than its ever been cut, and I got it dyed with purple highlights. Until more recently, I never even wanted to dye my hair. I was always too afraid that I would look ridiculous and regret the decision as soon as the process was over. I don’t know what changed my mind, something just snapped and there was nothing to do but try and hope for the best.

I had no idea what to expect. My ignorance led me to believe that the whole experience would only take an hour. Boy was I wrong. After nearly 4 hours at the hairdresser, and spending much more money than I had expected, I still managed to leave with a smile on my face. As I stepped out onto the sidewalk and gusts of wind blew through my hair, purple streaks falling in my face, I felt so wildly different, but I loved it. I felt like a completely different person. Maybe the positive result gave me a boost of self confidence, or maybe the fact that I hadn’t cut my hair in a year had gotten to me and the change came as a welcome relief. Whatever was going on in my mind, the dramatic transformation reminded me that maybe it really is good to go outside of your comfort zone once in a while.