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Love is mundane
My friend Samia recently asked me a question on fragrances to which I cynically replied “nothing reminds me of love”. Yet, I love love. I giggle over it, I dream of it and I know it surrounds me. Yet, I hate admitting at times. Perhaps, a part of me felt compelled to deny the way…
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Ch. 7 • The Seven Year Itch
I love the number 7, I was born on the 7th of February and I adore the fact that 7 is seen as a lucky number in many cultures. However, for once in my life, the number 7 is joining me in a way I thought would not be possible. It’s highlighted by discomfort. 7…
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Ch. 6 • Food for thought
Validating my reality In one of my final lectures for my marketing class, my professor asked students to stand up if English was not their first language, and had the class give us a round of applause. I stood up and as I was walking out shared with my friends that it made me really…
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Ch. 5 • Hoarding Memories
Memory boxes I have a box filled objects, polaroids and letters. I have treasured that box and opened it up every once in a while. I am a very sentimental person, if I could, I would keep every single ticket stub, little knick-knack. I used to store all these away in the hope that one…
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Chapter 3 • High School Never Ends
My yearbook quote for high school was “High School Never Ends”. I meant it as a joke, but there was a hint of truth to it. At the time, I meant it more positively. We had all spent 5 years of our lives together, getting to know each other and parts of us were going…
The Journal of an Amateur Adult 