“I had midterms for the past six weeks, and there’s still two more to do.”
“It’s very liberating to be able to do things on your own and not care what anyone else thinks. Honestly, I feel like a lot of the things we do with other people we’re actually just experiencing by ourselves. Like, if you go to a concert with a friend who isn’t as interested or excited as you are, you end up dancing by yourself and connecting with the music by yourself. It doesn’t feel too different. Being alone is underrated; I think more people should embrace it.”
My mom wouldn’t let us have pets, so my sister and I took care of wild pigeons on our balcony. We named them Snappy and Bitey, because that’s what they did. After three months of maternal care, our mother flung them over the balcony. RIP Snappy and Bitey.
I was riding in a convertible with a friend in Vancouver when I saw Chris Pine walking down the street. Awestruck, I leapt from the vehicle, which was going about 40 km/h. With no regard for my safety, I stumbled onto the sidewalk and promptly introduced myself. He was a bit surprised by the whole ordeal, but was gracious enough for a handshake and a quick hug before he ran off. Worth it.
I think all of my values, worldview, and most of my opinions can be boiled down to one word: balance. But I don’t behave as if that’s the word my brain is always circling. I like to play up my reactions, or state my opinions more forcefully than I feel them. I have no idea why.
The vest was given to me for my 15th birthday. My mom’s friend from uni bedazzled it for me. She’s like my honorary aunt. She bedazzled it with silver and gold studs, and used them to write “JETT” on the breast because I was going through a serious Joan Jett phase at the time. The skull shirt is my brother’s. I like to steal his clothes ‘cause they’re big and comfy. The coat is from Old Navy. I have like five colourful peacoats from there. Old Navy is my store, man.
My whole outfit is badass.
When I was younger, I definitely thought that by age 20 I would have my life sorted out; when you’re younger and you imagine the age 20, you think you’re such an adult, that you should have a job and your life together. I’m not like that at all. I thought I’d have a direction of what career I’d want to do, or at least what I would want to do with schooling, but now I’m not entirely sure. After university, it’ll be the first time I don’t know what I’m doing next.
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