Now that you’ve acknowledged my Drake pun, let’s move on. With McDonald’s as my first job, I looked at the customer service industry with pity and a promise to never go back. But this summer changed everything. I cannot be more grateful for the experiences I’ve had and the people I’ve met through my summer…
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Dating Your City: A New Version of Urban Medicine
In the phases I’m not traveling, I feel as if each new day competes with the last to further grow an uneasy feeling of routine on my skin. For a Sagittarius, the idea of a routine is synonymous with Toronto’s version of the Scarborough RT: gross. Judging by the amount of content produced and relationships…
Getting High with Strangers
In attempts to be all artsy, some people say things like “the world is so big and we are too insignificant in comparison” when looking out at skylines and sea shores. We’ll get back to this reference later. Having never been on top of the CN Tower hiding under the claim that it was way…
A Love Letter to Myself
Originally posted on Ryerson University I woke up feeling a little romantic today. After twitching my fingers and before opening my eyes, I caressed the flesh inside my shirt and hugged my central being leaving hickeys the size of my palms behind. I am real and this is a new day. Goosebumps, which warn the…
International Women’s Day with Rupi Kaur
International Women’s Day probably brings the same excitement to me as my birthday, if not more considering I get to celebrate with my sisters AND get a snazzy Snapchat filter. Through the support of the Ryerson Sociology Union and RU Student Life, I had the chance to meet the very brilliant and beautiful poet and…
Winter Reading Break 2016
Sometimes I think the TTC should just hire me as a spokesperson because I’m such an unapologetic advocate for the monthly metro pass. I do talk smack about the delays and crowding but I mean you only hurt the people you care about the most, right? Also, TTC, if you’re reading this, please don’t phase…
My postcard mouth always wishes you were here
Recently someone told me that they dedicated their entire Friday night to Zahra Travels because of my biggest fan, who happens to be my beautiful sister, lamely shares everything I publish, ever. Mind you, this ‘someone’ and I are not even mutuals on Facebook but I was so honored by the words she chose to…
Relax, Toronto is Your Backup Valentine’s Day Bae
After years and years of thought and experimentation, I’ve circled back to my original conclusion that boys are gross and will always let you down. I’ve come to terms with no longer receiving the awkward ‘unknown but actually totally known’ roses on February 14ths from my high school years. Besides, I never really understood how…
Aeroplane Mode on a Subway: Finding Your Personal Space
Calling myself a writer at only this stage in my life seems a little narcissistic (which I definitely am), but I do like the idea of being a storyteller. With so many distractions, a word that has become instantaneously synonymous with life, it’s hard to pick out certain stories without having a time and place to…
“If you’re sad, add more red lipstick and attack”
– Coco Chanel After recently receiving my lost suitcase back from my trip to Brazil this summer (yes, that’s 7 weeks later), I finally started to put together my fall wear, which is basically my summer outfits paired with black tights and a slaying leather jacket. But what does change drastically are my fifty shades…
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