I haven’t posted on here in essentially 1092738462 years, but here’s what I’ve been up to behind the scenes:
I completed my first (and very delightful) co-op term.
I finished my term as Arts & Culture Editor at The Gateway and became its Online Editor.
I published a feature article on BioWare with The Gateway that I’m super proud of.
I travelled to New York City and collected more tattoos.
I finally started weight training, which I had been thinking about for months but was too afraid to try before taking a Women’s Weightlifting class and actually learning what to do.
My PR for squats is now 160 lbs., but that was a struggle and also super uncomfortable. On the daily I’m usually in the 135-140 range.
My PR for leg press is now 320 lbs., which was also kind of uncomfortable and also a mistaken setting on the machine. But my legs are strong regardless, so I’m b a s i c a l l y Chun-Li.
My family acquired a Vitamix single-serving cup screw-on attachment thing that lets you make one cup of smoothie at a time, so now I drink smoothies every morning without having to stick the rest of the gigantic normal blender in the fridge. Game changer.
And…well…that’s it! Work was super busy and I really focused on that for the last little while. Now I’m still working, but in a different role and with a different set of staff (most of The Gateway’s staff turns over every year). The writing work I do is mostly over there for the time being. Check us out!
Yeezus I haven’t updated this website in months and months, but I can promise you that I’m still alive. Here’s what I’ve been up to in the interim, besides, y’know, going to school and traveling over the summer and working and the usual expected stuff:
I got four more tattoos, which brings my total up to six. They’re all black line work—it’s my favourite style.
I won a writing award at my uni, and then the piece I won it for was published in Glass Buffalo, the school’s literary magazine.
I published a cultural commentary piece (my first big cultural commentary feature!) on BuzzFeed News about asexuality/the lack of it in Riverdale~ it actually went viral for a few hours with the badge and everything, which was super cool!
I was hired as the Arts & Culture Editor at The Gateway, my university’s campus-wide media source!
I published a longform feature about oysters with The Gateway that was included in the November print edition, which I’m really proud of (๑･̑◡･̑๑)
I’ve been doing radio work with The Gateway for a while, but literally today the first episode of a little mini-series I’m creating was launched! It’s called Watch This Space, and it’s a project I’ve always wanted to see transpire. Credit for the dope-ass header image you can see above goes to Alex Patterson, The Gateway’s incredibly talented Art Director.
One of my essays is slated to be published in a major college writing textbook soon! Get ur analysis skills ready.
And last but not least by a long shot, I’ll be in the upcoming Rookie On Love book that’s coming out January 2, 2018! I was asked to write one of the essays in the anthology and I’m so excited to see it in book form.
Eff yeah, it’s been a time. Lots have happened since May—and it makes me wonder what other developments are in store in the future. The end of the fall semester is coming up; in the winter semester I’ll be starting my first co-op term as a consultant intern at an accounting, tax, and consulting firm downtown, which I’m super psyched for.
Okay, that’s all for now. It’s, like, 12:12 AM and I should sleep because I’ve been running myself into the ground lately. Curse you, school. But also, like, not, because school’s most of my life and I’d prefer to continue convincing myself that I am fine and this is all fine and I am that little hat-wearing dog in the flaming comic. Also, I mainly updated this blog for my friend Morgan, who is probably my most dedicated reader. Hi, Morgan! I will publish again here some time in the indeterminate and infinite future. Here’s a song to listen to as a token of my appreciation:
Things kinda feel shitty right now, if I’m going to be frank. I’m waiting on some marks I have terrible feelings about, I can’t manage to get any interviews for jobs, and I feel generally directionless when most of the people I know are doing more and moving up and progressing in ways I don’t feel capable of coming close to. I keep bursting into tears at the slightest jab, which is incredibly annoying, and even more so because I can’t seem to stop crying. Everything makes me sad, which makes for a very unproductive and demotivating time. I just kind of keep going to sleep and waking up and hoping something will change. It’s ridiculous. I know I don’t explicitly have reasons to be that upset, and yet I’m constantly on the verge of crying all the time.
I included that picture up above because I feel happy when I see it.
I wrote a new piece over at The Billfold, which you can read here. It’s about school and money and clothes, and what could be better? Give it six minutes (according to Medium, that’s how long it’ll take to read) of bathroom reading time. You won’t regret it!
Also, here’s a chill tune for exam season by one of my favourite contemporary composers:
And listen to the album if you need something longer:
The title comes from the wacky array of prints I’m wearing today: plaid, Magritte heads, the usual. And by the way, I’m, for once, not really tired. I ate a bunch of soup this morning—chicken noodle, not lentil for once—and drove to school. It was a more relaxed morning than usual, and I think that translated to my mood. Or maybe that’s just an illusion of my miiiiiind…
I feel like I should be going to bed sooner, though. I’m okay with waking up at 7:45 AM, but I should be itching to get out of bed by that time to be really productive, probably. The tricky thing is I can’t oversleep, because if I do that too many times I build up a kind of sleep surplus and 1) can’t sleep through a full night anymore like I usually do, and 2) am positively bouncing off the walls with excess energy. It’s best for everyone that I just stick to my standard seven or so hours.
(I’m typing this in a lecture even though all my midterms are coming up and I really shouldn’t be writing a blog post but I feel like I need something to do with my mind for a little while—even just five minutes.)
In other news, I was at kickboxing yesterday with E and he accidentally caused me to punch myself in the face. Whoops. I’m fine, though it hurt at the time.
It’s been a bizarre few weeks. I’ll be back when my Reading Week kicks around. In the meantime, wish me luck on my crusade against the barrage of midterm exams heading my wayin the next couple weeks.