Emsarconi
- Location
- Toronto, Ontario, Canada
- Birthday
- July 02
- Bio
- Up until the age of 18, I spent my days basking in the warm sunshine and cool breezes of the San Francisco Bay Area. The City was my one true love, providing an eager escape from the hell that was high school. As the years past and suburban life grew stale, I knew I wanted more. I wanted to have an adventure. One August day, very early in the morning, with two suitcases packed to the brim, I left the comfort of home to conquer someplace new. That "someplace" turned out to be the University of Toronto in Canada. Now in my second year of school, I flit back and forth between my two worlds somewhat with ease, keeping one foot in each realm. It was not always so easy; my first year was a directionless whirlwind as I figured out what exactly I wanted to do in Toronto. I have since settled into a major I love (Book and Media Studies) and begun to write. Some things, however, are inescapable: poutin, snow and the word “eh.”
MY RECENT POSTS
- Love and Politics: Are
Opposites Impossible?
May 12, 2010 10:40PM - Ideal Outfits: A Trip to the
ROM
May 12, 2010 10:39PM - No, Not The Bees!
May 12, 2010 10:37PM - Moving and Baking and Bees Oh
My!
May 12, 2010 10:37PM - “and all lived happily till
they died”
April 15, 2010 02:35PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “That is very true.
Though I have heard very
positive things
about George
Bush's p…”
May 13, 2010 01:03PM - “@ not_yet_born: thanks!
yes unfortunately it has,
very
annoying, not sure how
to…”
February 24, 2010 01:17PM
Emsarconi's Links
Love and Politics: Are Opposites Impossible?
Laura Bush (nee Welch) was on Larry King this week to talk about her new memoir “Spoken From the Heart,” and be grilled on the turbulence of her life before her marriage to George Bush and currently. From this interview was exposed to me a woman I
… Read full post »Ideal Outfits: A Trip to the ROM
If you haven’t caught on by now, I really love clothing. In my bookmarks tab, the “buy me” folder has a list about a mile long. I have wish-lists at about a million different online stores and am constantly lusting after one piece or another (currently: a
… Read full post »No, Not The Bees!
There is an infamous story in my family from a million years ago when my parents where in college and they encountered the “biggest bumble bee ever discovered by man”. My dad came home on day to find my mom huddled on the couch, cowering at the bedroom… Read full post »
Moving and Baking and Bees Oh My!
OMG moving is quite the experience. It took a little under a week to get our happy new home in order when you count activating the internet and all that jazz (thank you Bell Canada for drawing out my moving process). There is still one box on
… Read full post »“and all lived happily till they died”
One day, when I was about ten, I browsed the shelves of my parents floor to ceiling bookshelves that now span the entire eastern wall of our study, looking for something to read as per usual. I peeked behind and around
Review: World War Z by Max Brooks
As anyone in university will tell you, it is really hard to finish a book. Not those for school, mind you, but those for pleasure. From September until May, I read books for school almost exclusively. This is not the way
Space, The Final Frontier
I'm a currently living in complete and utter solitude. For most, this might constitute bliss- the space is yours; the milk is where you put it last; you choose the music, the radio station, the volume; you can have ice cream for dinner without guilt. For some, there is a certain… Read full post »
Is There World Enough for Me?
I want to:
Write for Vanity Fair
Edit fabulous novels all day
Make peoples dreams come true
Write a screenplay
Produce my screenplay (so no one can fuck it up)
Own pigs
Road-trip across America
Backpack across Europe
Have a Hammock
Wear red at
Some (Slightly Late) Thoughs on Valentines Day
I am not anti-valentines day, and despite the fact that I fall into the category of “hopeless romantic”, do not revel in the holiday either. I acknowledge it’s presence, wear some red, eat some chocolate and sometimes send out little kid valentines cards with Barbie or Winnie… Read full post »
March 1994 (Claire is 22, Henry is 30)
“At first we live in a two-bedroom apartment in a two-flat in Ravenswood. It’s sunny, with butter-colored hardwood floors and a kitchen full of antique cabinets and antiquated appliances. We buy things, spend Sunday afternoons in Crate & Barrel exchanging wedding presents, order a sof… Read full post »
“I Have Immortal Longings In Me”
Jon Klassen is my new favorite artist. I adore his prints.
(click on the last one for full effect)
/ "Lovers Alone Wear Sunlight"- E.E. Cummings
My mother says that every relationship has a fatal flaw– an issue that attempts to gnaw away at the bond between two people until there is nothing left but a sticky residue of bitterness, tears, and regret. Part of being in a relationship is deciding what fatal flaws you can combat… Read full post »
Thou sword of truth, fly swift and sure, that evil die and good endure!
My mother says that every relationship has a fatal flaw– an issue that attempts to gnaw away at the bond between two people until there is nothing left but a sticky residue of bitterness, tears, and regret. Part of being in a relationship is deciding what fatal flaws you can combat/… Read full post »
The Ever Changing Face of Facebook
Today, in a fit of procrastination, I logged onto Facebook for about the fourth time this morning only to find that Mark Zuckerberg and team have once again changed the layout. That is what? four times in the past six months? Previously, I’ve shrugged off the change, made like homo erectus,/… Read full post »
The Best Part of Waking Up
Every morning (well ALMOST every morning) since I was eight years old, I have had an eggo waffle with powdered sugar and chocolate chips for breakfast. It might come as a shock that I am under 120 pounds and (so far) don’t have diabetes,
Oh, earth, you are too wonderful for anybody to realize you
There are some days where I feel especially adult: when I go to the bank to pay my internet bill, hand in a paper to one prof and run into another on the way out of the building, or go preview a perspective apartment with my boyfriend for next year. Sometimes… Read full post »
Things I Am So Over Right Now:
- Wearing Make-Up: When you’re twelve and you start wearing make- up for the first time it is like “OMG the most uber exciting thing ever!! <3″ But after almost eight years of eyeliner, blush and sparkly eye shadow, the excitement wears down. I
The Best Part of Waking Up
Every morning (well ALMOST every morning) since I was eight years old, I have had an eggo waffle with powdered sugar and chocolate chips for breakfast. It might come as a shock that I am under 120 pounds and (so far)Â don’t have diabetes, since this is only the beginning of… Read full post »
“Oh, earth,you are too wonderful for anybody to realize you.”
There are some days where I feel especially adult: when I go to the bank to pay my internet bill, hand in a paper to one prof and run into another on the way out of the building, or go preview a perspective apartment with my boyfriend for next year. Sometimes… Read full post »
Things I am “So Over” Right Now:
- Wearing Make-Up: When you’re twelve and you start wearing make- up for the first time it is like “OMG the most uber exciting thing ever!! <3″ But after almost eight years of eyeliner, blush and sparkly eye shadow, the excitement wears down. I am beginning to revel in the morning/ … Read full post »
Its a Blondie Kind of Morning
/Shoot Me With Your Rubber Bullets
I’m seriously not one for jump-suits (like really at all) but OMG I want it so bad.
Etsy, you kill me.
/ An Excuse for So Much Writ upon My Verses
Condemn me not for making such a coil
About my book, alas it is my child.
Just like a bird, when her young are in nest,
Goes in, and out, and hops, and takes no rest;
But when, their young are fledged, their heads our peep,
Lord what a chirping does… Read full post »
To Every Season- Turn Turn Turn
Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday morning at approximately a quarter to nine my pink alarm clock starts to sound. Several snooze-button-slaps later I am up and the clock is off. Warm sunlight and cold air rush through my open window, waking me up and making me shiver. I groggily make breakfast,… Read full post »
When I Was A Five-Year-Old Badass
I’m a good girl. Not to the point of sainthood or alienation (I’m not righteous or anything. People partaking in illegal activity doesn’t bother me, just don’t expect me to join in), but I live on the right side of the law most of
big fat trauma queen
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