The Story of My Life

There was a time in my life, actually not so long ago, that I thought I had it all figured out… or at least that’s how it may have seemed. I had a great job, amazing friends, an incredible family and it seemed like I knew where I was going in life. However, in the

The Waiting Game

There is nothing more frustrating in an MBA graduate’s life post-grad than sitting around waiting to find that “perfect job”. Trust me, I speak from experience. This has been my life as of late: Job search, job search, application, gym, random venting sessions with friends from class, gym, job search, application, interview, brief moment of

All Good Things Must Come to an End

When last we spoke, it was just a few hours prior to my graduation and I was rambling on about how monumental the day felt. Since then, I have officially become an “MBA” (yay!), travelled through the south of France (and fallen in love with Nice), attended my very first football (or soccer, depending on

It’s Raining, It’s Pouring

Just a few days ago, I sat on this very couch typing away about how boring my life has been as of late. And today, here I am again, writing about how eventful life has been in the past few days  (and will continue to be tomorrow). Since my last blog post, I had my

The Joy of Packing (or Lack Thereof)

The last couple of weeks have left me a bit silent. Unlike the other times when I just go MIA for a while because life is too busy and I have no time to write, this time it’s been somewhat the opposite. Life isn’t all that busy, but there really hasn’t been much exciting stuff

Time Travels

One year ago today, I was celebrating (and also mourning) my move to Paris with my friends at my Going Away Party. At that time, I was convinced I would be moving back to Toronto, while my friends (always the wise ones) were telling me that they were sure I’d end up somewhere else in

Just Breathe

2:22am. That’s the current time, and by force of habit it’s hard for me to stop looking at the clock. I remember when I was little, one of my cousins used to tell me that when the clock had all the same digits (i.e. 2:22 or 11:11, etc.), I could make a wish and say

Can You See Me Now?

Today was one of those days that I just wanted to stay home and do nothing. I had great hopes of sleeping in, reading in the park (the Tuileries really is one of my most favourite places) and going for a leisurely stroll along the Seine. Of course, none of that actually happened.  Instead, I woke

Wish You Were Here

It’s probably not a huge surprise that I’ve been spending a lot of time in my own mind these past few weeks. As I think I’ve probably mentioned, being officially done school (woohoo – I can’t believe I’m done my MBA, crazy) and not having a full-time job right now has left me with a

Looking Back, Part 2

As a follow-up to the last post, I really wanted to do a sort of photo look back at my favourite moments over the last year. This turned out to be far more difficult than I thought it would be (I suppose this is normal when I take a gazillion pictures of everything!). I have