Awanthi Vardaraj

In Her Own Words

Laughter, Needed

Everyone who knows me knows I’m a huge Dr. Who fan. We’ve been waiting on the results of the biopsy, so I’m a bit stressed and not really amused at very much, not even the antics of the cats. So […]

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The C Scare

Lymphoma? I don’t know. Nobody does yet. I’ve had some weird symptoms going on with me for a few months; swollen lymph nodes that leak (I know; it sounds gross) from time to time, constant exhaustion and lack of energy, […]

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Children Are More Important Than Guns

I have made my hatred for guns clear, but apart from watching ‘Bowling for Columbine‘, and feeling sad/shocked/horrified about the various gun-related tragedies that seem to consistently target the people of the United States, I’ve never quite voiced my opinion […]

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If

If it was another quiver in your arrow; If it was networked into reason; If it was in every fibre of your being; If it was the dark circles around your eyes; If it was a question of your existence; […]

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I Run Alone

My boyfriend and I went for a run yesterday. I don’t know; I keep telling him I hate running with him, or exercising with him in any fashion. I know it’s a way for a lot of couples to connect, […]

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The Librarian – Memories of a Lost Childhood

I sometimes wake up thinking that I have to go to school again, and it fills me with dread before I realise that I never have to go to school again; I never have to walk to that cold building […]

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Smarter Than You

I find it difficult to like people who flaunt their intellectual superiority. I don’t actually care that your IQ is off the charts. I don’t care that you’re a bona fide certified genius. I don’t care that you can reel facts off […]

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Fattists Not Welcome

When my godson’s seven year old sister Anaina visited her best friend J a couple of days ago, she was expecting to just be a seven year old and hang out with her friend. She was looking forward to playing […]

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No, I won’t say ‘Merry Christmas’.

This is what it looks like when I’ve had enough. I am tired of the hatred and intolerance perpetrated by certain members of the Christian community about the widespread prevalence of people saying ‘Happy Holidays’ instead of ‘Merry Christmas’. WHAT? […]

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I Don’t Need To Be Rescued…

…but it’s nice sometimes. My boyfriend reacted with anger today at something someone said to me. I’ve rarely seen him angry, but this was one of the rare moments. Without thinking about it, he rose to my defence. I didn’t […]

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