Dear God ( Read more... )

This year resolve to make at least one person happy every day, and then in ten years you may have made three thousand, six hundred and fifty persons happy... Delightful idea in theory, in practice however not as easy as it sounds. But maybe it's something to strive for. If you haven't noticed yet, I'm all about the quotes, especially lately ( Read more... )

"When Harry Met Sally" was on TV today, so of course I watched it for the hundreth time. I don't think I will ever stop loving that movie.

"I can't believe the news today
Oh, I can't close my eyes
And make it go away..." Seas filled with bodies. Towns washed away. 52,000 dead ( Read more... )

"...by seventeen nobody ever accomplishes anything, do they? Joan of Arc? Anne Frank? And maybe some musicians and actresses. I'd really like to ask God why it is that we don't accomplish anything until we're at least twenty. Why the wait? I think we should be born ten years old, and then after a year turn twenty- just get it over with, like dogs ( Read more... )

NINETEEN HOURS TIL FREEDOM ( Read more... )

I could be all cliche and start this entry by saying "Long time, no see livejournal..." but that would be a lie. I still read my friends page on a regular basis, but for some reason I just haven't been able to bring myself to update recently. But old habits die hard, so here I am sitting in front of that familiar "update journal" screen once again ( Read more... )

Yesterday was quite possibly the perfect fall day. Days like that inspire the artist, poet and romantic in me. There are so many things to love about the fall. That distinct rustling sound of walking through scattered leaves, trees that look they're on fire, crisp weather that is cool enough to wear a scarf, but not cold enough for a hat and ( Read more... )

When I saw a flyer for this on my faculty advisor's door (yes Dauda, Jon) I thought I was going to cry of joy-

http://www.passport.utoronto.ca/event-info.php?id=1271&eventtype=new

Naomi Klein, Irshad Manji, Romeo Dallaire, Llyod Axworthy, and ( Read more... )

While I cold be using this time to appreciate my massive expanse of mattress that I can barely acknowledge as my bed anymore, instead I've been reading old livejournal entries for the past half hour. I've been back in my childhood home for two hours and already I don't know what to do with myself ( Read more... )