I am a huge fan of the theatre. With one outlier in mind, there has never been a live performance that I didn’t completely enjoy (the exception happened to be a 3-hour monologue about Simon Bolívar). Every other experience, no matter what the production budget is, has been excellent.
After publishing my last post I felt a giant weight release itself from somewhere behind my sternum like a great knot loosening.
While suffering through the damp, dark remaining months of 2nd year of naturopathic medical school, camped out in middle-of-nowhere North York, I began to have intense emotional cravings for summer. (more…)
Some photographic memories from Bogotá, Medellín and Cartagena de Indias, Colombia. 2009.
So I’m suprised and happy to say that if tomorrow’s OSCE II goes horribly awry at least I can consider blog writing as a second career choice! I have been given my first blog award: The Liebster Award!
J recently posted this cute and hilarious picture on my Facebook wall. I’m sure it pretty much sums up a 4 year degree in Art History (without the tedious readings and essays) in one quick glance, not that I have a degree in Art History but, you know…
In Alice’s world there was a pill to make you smaller and another to make you taller. In the world we live, however, we have pills that cover us for virtually everything – even racism. My pharmacology group recently presented an article on how blood pressure medication reduced racial prejudice by 66%. (An aside: perhaps more people should be on this medication.)
Resist the urge to play music, to instead settle on silence, the only sound being the bristle of brush strokes on dollarstore canvas board (you buy paint supplies on a student budget, after all). You hope one day to be able to afford Series 3 colours like aquamarine. For now, you work with cobalt blue.
Last weekend I had the pleasure of attending my second Toronto Poetry Slam at the The Drake Hotel on Queen West West.
