In the last few weeks I’ve been listening to the Mortified podcast, which features adults reading their adolescent diaries in front of a live audience, with no exaggeration, no embellishment, “just god-given awkwardness”. Every episode is guaranteed to produce cringing smiles.
I kept a diary of my own for six years, running from grade nine through my first year of university.
The end of the term is fast approaching. This means that final projects are due. This means that exams are right around the corner. This means that there is a break coming up!
Long, long ago when I was young and dependent, my parents would nag about the state of my bedroom: it rarely met their standards of tidy. I would challenge their unrealistic ideals by questioning them. When this failed to help my cause I would shove everything under the bed.
Why do my clothes need to be put away? I’m going to wear them eventually; why must the bed be made? I’ll be sleeping in it again, tonight; who am I hurting? Why does this “who” care?
Salut!
This one gives me mad Super Saiyan vibes but it's actually my attempt at drawing flames. You might say that this doodle is fire. #WritingUnleashed
When American TV show ratings start to plummet, characters with British accents get added; when websites need more views, one solution is the use of clickbait.
I was standing next to someone at the crosswalk out in front of South Campus Hall and I noticed the word “Forward” tattooed across her ankle. Single words inked on skin are a huge trend right now, and a quick search shows that the words people choose represent a summary of life goals, belief systems, or ideals.
I ate too much turkey and fell asleep this weekend instead of coming up with a blog post, so here is a drawing of me at 3 years old. And maybe again at 20.
Unleash your superpower, Warriors! #WritingUnleashed
How fast can you go?
They must have been cast-offs from another school before they even arrived at mine.
Drop-in hours at the libraries are best spent helping students with their assignments. What I like most about being a tutor is that I am constantly reminded that I have an entire work term of no homework. I’m living in the world of education’s liminal space: sitting on the sidelines not being affected!
Did you miss attending our Open House on September 16? You missed some great food, excellent information, and having some fun with words. We asked our visitors to tell us about their writing habits on our Writing Centre mural. Below are some samples of what was written.