Under the Weather

So I’m starting to realize that this cold is causing me to type a ton. I’m so sorry for my very long comments on any sort of social media website, including this one. I’ve been feeling a little under the weather since I got back home from university. I’m glad that this happened while at home versus at school though, because I wasn’t feeling well at school for a short time and even though it was maybe 2 or 3 days it was horrible. I actually had to get up and go to class after nearly throwing up. It was just awful. So a few sniffles that keep me up during the night isn’t all that bad while I’m on my break. I just wish I were feeling 100% today because I graduate tomorrow…and I really don’t want to be sneezing through the ceremony.

Hope every ones enjoy the sunshine today. I actually went out for a couple of hours, which was great. It’s way easier breathing outside when you’re stuffed up than inside! Plus you don’t sneeze as much.

Guest Post – Canada


We keep each other strong… we’re a family.

Originally posted on HarsH ReaLiTy:


In light of the shootings yesterday in the city of Ottawa, and the subsequent statements I keep hearing that our country has changed, I can’t not say something.

As a nation of people who are often accused of having an identity crisis, we ourselves wonder who we are, and how we fit in. With our English spellings and our love of American television, we have been known as the “51st State,” though when we go to court, it’s us against the Crown. When asked to define Canada we come up with adjectives like, “big,” “culturally diverse,” or “the place where poutine and insulin were invented.” We are a nation of coffee-drinking hockey players who talk about the weather and say “sorry” when someone bumps into us.

Ours is a land populated with people who care about their towns, their cities, their neighbours and their country. We’re proud of our peacefulness…

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Rice Krispie Squares

The other day my sister and I made rice krispie squares.

We’d missed having them after years of having metal straightening our teeth.

I mainly sat around and did nothing because my sister likes to take over in the kitchen. Cooking is her thing, writing is mine.

Anyways they turned out great and we made hot chocolate to have with them after dinner.

I still think our mom makes the best ones though. She needs to get back into surprising us with treats because I’m out of homemade treats at school and I would really like some more. I guess I should make some more goodies to take back to school with me…or at least buy some snacks. Trust me when I say this, you cannot survive on the food provided by your college or university alone. You will hate it after about a week, especially if you’re a picky eater.

How did you survive having a meal plan? Please share your tips below! I’m sure many people will appreciate the advice.

If I had my own cheer squad that cheered everything I did…

Cheerleaders: If you studied last minute put your hands in the air.

What’s that Ryder only hand in the air?

What’s wrong with you?

Me: Uh…

Cheerleaders: What’s wrong with you?

Me: Uh…

Cheerleaders: What’s wrong with you?

Me: Uh…

Cheerleaders: What’s wrong with you?

Me: Shut your mouth! I-it wasn’t that last minute. I just wanted to brush up on some vocabulary! I did the review sheet and read over all of my notes days ago. This is extra! I studied more than I probably needed to, so HA!

Cheerleaders: Sure….

I should make a little comic strip to this….I haven’t made a comic strip in a long time.

To the Girl from the Elevator

You obviously don’t know this but I was feeling pretty down this morning.

I thought I was late to class and ran there only to find out that I was an hour early. I hadn’t finished the last two chapters in my reading for the week even though I’d stayed up late to try to finish them, even though I felt like throwing up. I ran out of laundry money but it was too cold to walk all the way to the other side of the school to get some in what I was wearing…since I had nothing else to wear. I lost something I needed and searched my entire desk for it but still couldn’t find it after making a mess of my room, which nearly made me late for my actual class. By the end of my last class, I was feeling horrible. I got back my first assignment and well, I didn’t do so great. I decided to buy myself a cupcake so that I could have myself a little pity party up in my room. I got to the place between the elevator and the stairs and started to think which would be better.

That’s when you showed up. “The struggle of deciding whether you should take the stairs or the elevator.” you said, and you laughed. “I do that all of the time.”

I forced a smile and said, “Yah.”

You asked me what floor I was on and after I replied you said, “That cupcake looks delicious.”

I told you where I’d gotten it from, in case you wanted one herself.

You said, “How’s your day been so far?”

“Pretty good.” I lied.

You complained about midterms coming up and said that you couldn’t wait until the weekend so that you could have some time to relax.

I nodded in agreement. I too was ready for a break.

Before you left the elevator you looked at me and said, “Well I hope you have a wonderful Thanks Giving!”

To tell you the truth, I was surprised. “Thank you….” I stood there a moment, then shouted to you before the doors shut, “You too!” After that as I went up to my floor, I found that I wasn’t feeling so down anymore. I was genuinely happy. I wondered if you were some “Cheer up Angel,” because the way I had suddenly gone from down to up was miraculous. I wish I’d asked what your name was so that I could say hello to you next time I see you…and because I’m shy about things like this I wanted to thank you. Even though it was a simple elevator conversation, it actually meant a lot to me.

So thanks,

– Orion Ryder