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about me.

1. My name is Jennifer. I am a twenty-three year old girl, living on my own as a post grad. I live in a Lakeshore condo in Toronto, ON with my ten-week-old puppy, Suri and three-year-old bunny, Bionic.

2. I have been a vegetarian for the past three years after reading the book ‘Eating Animals’, which held nothing back when exposing the truth about slaughterhouses and animal cruelty.

3. Despite being on many week long trips and vacations, I have no desire to travel excessively. I hate packing/unpacking, the travel process, and being in unfamiliar places.

4. I only have one thing on my bucket list, and that’s to swim with sharks.

5. I went to College for Fashion Arts and dropped out after a year and two months. I then took a year off and have since graduated from Media Communications.

6. I can count my amazing friends, the ones who would be there for me no matter what, on two hands. I have known all of them for a minimum for ten years.

7. I am the youngest sibling with an older brother (25) and older sister (27).

8. I would rather stay in on a Friday night with Netflix and a cold beer then go out partying anytime. I partied consistently from age fifteen to twenty-two so I’m fine doing so, knowing I’ve still experienced that lifestyle.

9. The amount of crime shows and documentaries I watch makes me irrational at times but I can’t stop. I am also (oddly) obsessed with watching Dr.Phil.

10. I spent December to June suffering from chronic insomnia and dealing with the backlash of living life with a sleep deprived mind.

just another day.

You waste time convincing yourself you’re at an awkward age. The feelings will pass when the stage does. Everyone goes through it. You remind yourself that every tomorrow is a new day. That means a new promise to be a better person. To do more, to be more, to be happy. Weeks pass and many tomorrows have since come and gone.

Some days your bed is the only comfort you have. Some days your dog is the only companion you need. Some days tomorrow will be an impossible thought. But one day the bad days, will be just another day on the calendar, getting lost in the idea that life’s not all that bad.

new puppy.

Sorry for the fewer posts. I got a ten week old puppy Monday night, Suri, and she definitely requires a lot of time and attention. She’s a Maltipoo and although adorable, I’ve found it especially hard to do anything without her. This is my first puppy so please, feel free to give any tips or advice!

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the distorted reality.

Crazy is hiding behind fluent sarcasm. It’s the distorted reality you lose yourself in, the dilated pupils you look through, the humor you use to dismiss the things that matter most. Crazy is your confidence that you can spend your life fighting the way things are meant to be, the way they’re meant to happen. It’s looking at life with eyes that say run. It’s beauty in ways you can’t understand. You’re running in circles wondering why the view is the same. You’re living your life with simple hopes to get by. You’re cursed with a brilliant mind you live to resent.

r.i.p good television.

BEN SAVAGE, DANIELLE FISHEL, ROWAN BLANCHARD, SABRINA CARPENTERAfter watching the new episode of Girl Meets World (as a 90′s child), I’m really interested in hearing others opinions on not only Boy Meets World vs. Girl Meets World but how television in general has changed over the last decade.

It’s frustrating to watch our favourite characters and potentially entertaining shows be turned into a script of quick remarks and one liners that don’t tend to come across as the producers may have hoped. We once spent hours absorbed by teen crisis’s and shook our head in acceptance when the moral of the episode was revealed in the final moments. We laughed, we smiled, and we truly did learn. Television now revolves around ratings not reality. Witty remarks, not wise. Controversy, not consistency.

comapny we think we want.

One day you’ll meet someone and they’ll numb you like a drug. You won’t feel real emotion – but life won’t seem so dark. Time will pass. You’ll fixate on your twisted thoughts and the person who compliments them. You’ll watch them destroy your dreams to build their own. You’ll believe something so bad is something you’ve always wanted.

Sometimes when we stay with people, it’s an addiction anchoring us to the company we think we want. We hate to accept that there are people out there who aren’t good for us. People who encourage bad habits and distort right from wrong. We feel so toxic to ourselves; we can’t believe being with someone could be worse then being alone.

the things you hate.

You can’t believe the world can look at you any different then the way your mirror does. Your self-image sits as a devil on your shoulder, whispering critique and hate.

You lay your clothes out the night before, shopping at the same stores they do. You buy extra promising foundation, hoping the haunting remains of your teens will soak into your skin. Your hair won’t grow the way you want it to, your body won’t shape your clothes the way you wish it would. You do everything to hide your imperfections. To erase the things you hate. To battle the impurities you hide behind day after day.

Don’t burden a beautiful mind with ugly thoughts. You’re more then a number on the scale. More then a number of likes on a picture. Be proud to be a paint-by-number and they’ll still look at you like art.

an uneasy circle.

You spend your days left to wonder where you went wrong, what you said in error. The ridiculous regrets that exhaust your mind. If your life has gone wrong and disappointment is constant, realization is the bittersweet battle. You now have the power of hindsight. The ability to use your past to revise your future.

Unfortunately, hindsight stirs anxiety. You over think the things you wish could be over and forgotten about. You think everyone remembers your mistakes without realizing they’re trying to erase their own. It’s an uneasy circle. You must choose to take control of your life or live in a distorted reality. You must never take for granted the power of a second or the power of a second chance.

their own problems.

You don’t hate life as much as you think you do. You hate that there are people who make it look easy. They tell you not to worry; they tell you everyone has their own problems. Still, you resent the ones who get an extra Friday night with their friends, who celebrated a holiday with more cheer then you, whose Instagram accounts are filled with more smiles then yours. Of course they’ve been sad, and they’ve felt their share of pain but they don’t sacrifice the time you do. It’s not that you want a life without rain; you just want to know you’re not the only one getting wet.

no intention to love back.

Sometimes it’s easier to miss someone then to love them. To close the door instead of let them in. The idea of how things could be substitutes the effort of actually making it happen. In the end, people cross paths to teach lessons, to change one another, to simply take up time.

If we refuse to give our time to someone so willing to accept it, they have taught us all we need and we have to be fair in releasing their hand, and watching them go. There’s convenience to limbo, to the back burner, to I might miss you if you leave but there’s no reason to accept love, with no intention to love back.