On June 18th, 2016, I walked across the stage at the National Arts Centre, shook hands with the Vice-Chancellor and the school President, received congratulations from the Program Director and the professor I disliked the most and was given a…
Varadero is not Cuba
It’s hot. As someone who is not particularly thrilled with the heat, it seems ironic that I’ve been chasing summer for the past two winters. In fact, I think I shock my friends and family every time I choose to…