• Blogging Everyday in August (BEDA)

    here are a few of my favourite things

    glasses at the end of my nose | round glasses | people with freckles and red hair | nice sunsets | slow mornings | saturday cartoons | glitter | friends | talking for hours | video chatting | family nights | board games | books | art | illustrations | colours | rainbows | a nice breeze on a hot day | old books | old people | vintage anything | heel wedges | ice capps from tims | french tucks | avocados | bomber jackets | long hair | design | fashion | book stores | old bookstores | small plants | hanging plants | sweat tea | window seats | snow days | libraries |…

  • Art and Paintings,  Blogging Everyday in August (BEDA),  Memories,  Writing

    a lil art adventure

    tuesday, july seventeen, twenty-eighteen today one of my good friend (@nagayamaaa on instagram #spon) and I went on a little art adventure together. we first went the local art gallery where we found only a small art exhibit and ended up staying for about half an hour just talking and looking through each other's sketchbooks. we ended up going to a nearby library and collecting a bunch of books about film, art, photography and ended up sitting for hours and just drawing. cause why not. this is what we do. afterwords we ended up going to the mall to get timmies and ended up having a washi tape hunt. i left out a…

  • Art and Paintings,  Blogging Everyday in August (BEDA)

    more like friend week

    a lil note before we begin: this post was written about my reading week in march of twenty-eighteen. definitely a time that i will forever remember. thanks friends! we hadn’t seen each other since the start of our university careers. it’s been hard getting used to being in a new place without any of you. for the first few months it was really hard on us all, based on our constant messages in between classes. being away from you all is starting to become slightly normal. however, not being able to see you everyday has still not processed in my mind. seeing you all in reading week, was so nice and i’m…

  • Reader,  Writing

    memories of twenty-seventeen

    dear reader, this past year has definitely been a roller coaster of emotions and memories. i have had many ups and many downs this year. many heartbreaks, many headaches and many memories made through all this. many goals were set. a few broke halfway through due to circumstances and some actually made it through to the other side. my life in general has been kind of rough this past month due to personal matters that I’ve tried to deal with but gave up half way through. the heartache has been enough to last me a while. my year however, was filled with laughs and cries due to a few chapters…

  • Writing

    art adventures

    on december nineteen, twenty-seventeen, my friend and I went downtown and had a day filled of art and fun. we laughed, we talked, and we drew. literally. this day was a day dedicated for us to catch up after a few months and to explore the arts we could find in downtown. our first and only stop (or so we thought) was going to the Royal Ontario Museum, or the ROM. we only went their to explore and look around. oh, we also brought our sketchbooks with us. we drew everything we found interesting and beautiful and we went through the entire building while having our sketchbooks in our hands, backpacks on our back, and looking wide-eyed at everything…

  • Writing

    memories in the snow

    I am a muslim, as you probably know. I don’t celebrate the holidays that are during this time of year. however, because of school activities and a ton of my close friends being those who celebrate during these holidays, I know a lot about the holidays. specifically the songs and activities that go on. ever since elementary school, we would have these assemblies that would be dedicated to singing the Christmas carols, and we would put on these assemblies that would be dedicated for the holidays. it was a fun time, not gonna lie. apart from what was going on at school, I never really did anything for the holidays,…

  • Writing

    life at university

    university. nothing poetic about it. its a place and time filled with hardships and struggles and everything in between. i just started and i have many more years to go. it will become a constant roller coaster filled with ice coffee breaks, hours of note taking and sleeping during lectures while i “rest my hand.” so far, i am really happy with what has come out of my first semester being here. i have takin all the classes that i know that i will love no matter what. it was awful picking them because they are not the ones i need for my degree, but sort of extra while i…

  • Writing

    back in high school

    i went back to my highschool the other day with my friend. i hadn’t gone back for about four to five months. it’s been the time since i graduated until now. the experience going back was normal i guess. it felt like we were back in highschool just hanging with our friends and walking around the school. we went during the lunch break and met a bunch of our friends that were younger than us and are still going through the day to day high school life. i didn’t tell one of my close friends because i wanted to surprise her, and it was a success! we didn’t stay to long with…

  • Writing

    the heart sings with joy

    the past few weeks have been the same day in and day out. lectures to go to. problems to solve. pages and pages of notes to revise and rewrite. in and out of university, constantly doing something productive. whether it may be homework, notes, readings, writing, inktober and so on. i haven’t been able to do something for myself with someone else in a while. this weekend has been filled with catching up with all my friends who have now been spread out. through text and video chat and even meeting with a good friend. video chatting for an hour in the middle of the night catching up and talking about…