The complimentary self-portrait via Instagram is a science I have lassoed: Head tilted, chin tucked, iPhone positioned overhead, various rehearsed smiles donned. Snap, snap, snap. Delete, delete, delete. Choose. Apply filter. Find a reason to repeat ten minutes later BECAUSE OMG THERE MIGHT NOT BE ENOUGH PICTURES OF MEEEE.
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photo booth love
August 1, 2012 | 10 Comments
july 1998, calgary, ab
My hair was in a messy twist with orphan wisps falling around my face. I wore jean overalls with a grey, short-sleeved, v-neck. Overalls were the thing that summer. I was adorable. Oversized, the overalls made me feel petite and feminine. You can’t see my feet, but I wore brown, fake Birkenstocks, my summer-tanned toes peeking out.
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making new friends is hard
July 31, 2012 | 14 Comments
I’m trying out this Tuesday thing. A free-write something-something, I like to call it. Even though it’s officially called Just Write.
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trial by pee
July 28, 2012 | 1 Comment
Another one from my archives. I promise not to cheat and do this all the time, but I’ve been reading old posts because it’s inspiring me to write. Except for the part where instead of writing, I cut and paste.
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making friends after a move
July 27, 2012 | 5 Comments
Making new friends is not unlike an audition or an interview. In these beginning stages, everything I say lingers. I fight the urge to add cliff notes to most of what comes out of my mouth. It’s not like I’m any less of an ass in BC, but at least my AB friends have a wide range of other, more flattering, endearing experiences to draw on when formulating a Shannon Average.
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only bet when you’re sure
July 26, 2012 | 1 Comment