“What is in a name? That which we call a rose / by any other name would smell as sweet.”
My name could be anything; it doesn’t matter.
My story could be anything; and maybe it won’t matter.
But life is full of unexpected surprises so here’s to hoping you stick it out.
If you’ve made it this far, let me tell you a little bit about myself very quickly –
- Undergraduate of Psychology, senior year, in Toronto
- Beautiful pet cat
- Love to read and write
- Love baking
- Love painting and sketching (and currently trying to improve on my manga art skills)
- Hopeless romantic yet mistrusting skeptic
- Always volunteering at one place or another
- Sexual assault survivor
- Recently diagnosed with PTSD, anxiety, and depression
- Favorite chocolate is KitKat
- Favorite TV show is Broadchurch
One interesting fact about me:
I have 10 siblings, making us 11 children in total, of which I rank 7th oldest.
One lie I tell myself:
I don’t hate anyone, I just dislike the actions of certain people.
One truth I live by:
If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor.
One embarrassing moment in my life:
I went to class after the effects of my blunt had not completely worn off, leading to me shout out the answer to a question the professor had asked, loud enough that everyone in the 200 seater lecture hall turned to look.
One thing I wish I could change about myself:
I wish I had a better singing voice so that my friends didn’t hate me for ruining every song we got addicted to as I belted it out in my own tone-deaf rendition.
One thing I aspire to achieve in life:
I want to make a difference in the lives of children who feel like they have nowhere to turn to.
One thing I want to change about the world:
I wish every child could receive the education every human being deserves to have, without having to lose an arm and a leg in the process.