Quick candids of some of my teammates from World Championships last weekend…and not a single photo from the actual competition in sight.
Since high school I’ve become notorious for missing a lot of class. You’d think that with the passing of time I would become more responsible about it, but I think I’ve actually gotten worse.
I’ve been asked multiple times about how I’m able to juggle everything and to be honest, I do a real bad job of it. Miraculously I always manage to scrape by, and I really hope that luck doesn’t run out anytime soon. Continue reading
I’m so tired that I’ve run out of words before I can even begin to lay them down.
Castles and rocks were climbed, trains were rode, museums with gorgeous architecture were explored, and drunk off sunshine and Port wine, we stumbled through the cobblestone streets of Porto.
Thanks, Portugal. I’ll be back soon. Continue reading
I was heading to Portugal. It was the second time I had ever been overseas for a gymnastics competition, talk about exciting. That trip, along with a trip to Argentina the year before sparked a series of competitions that took me all around the world during my last two years of high school. In retrospect, I probably would have hashtagged my high school career as #humblebrag (yes I just did that). One week in physics class, the next in Portugal. One week in biology, the next in Japan. You get the idea. Continue reading
Once upon a time, there was a rag tag bunch of misfits who went to the mountains to ring in the New Year. On the way, two of these misfits made a pit stop in Calgary to reunite with their favourite bratty bartender named Amiel and had a three course lunch. Continue reading
Lately it seems that I’ve found so many new ways to procrastinate. One exam. I have one exam left in about an hour and a half, so I thought I’d make a list of all the things I’d rather be doing than cramming at a Starbucks surrounded by thirty different coloured pens and stacks on stacks on stacks of notes.
I came up with a bucket list of things I want to do before I well, kick the bucket (duh). Some of them are things I probably can accomplish by next summer, and few of them (read: most of them) will require a lot of extra funding.
I had a moment of clarity a week or so ago when I was thinking of all the things I wanted to do with my life. Some of my goals feel so ambitious that even I laugh at them, so I told myself that in another life time I would’ve done accomplished them. But then I realized quite stupidly that I only get one go at this living thing, so who cares about how ambitious my goals seem, I should be doing what I want. Cause really, we’re all rebels at heart who wanna stick our noses (and fingers) at the man (right? right??), and quite honestly these are the only rules that govern my life:
- Breathe, air is good
- Learn how to take everything in stride
I’m sorry about those last four rules but I thought it was kinda funny and like 100% the truth. So here’s my list I’ve compiled over the past few weeks leading up to exams.
1. Make it to Ireland (third time’s the charm?)
Call me unlucky but I’ve managed to book trips to Ireland twice and cancel them both. All this girl wants to do is drink a pint of Guinness at the Gravity Bar in Dublin, and walk around the Giant’s Causeway in the North. (imgur)