My name is Scaachi Koul. Don’t give me that look, I didn’t pick it.
I’m entering my second year of journalism at Ryerson University in Toronto, but I was born and raised in Calgary, Alberta. My skin is a distinct brown colour, meaning I am a prime candidate for minority scholarships and Caucasian guilt.
For the past few years, I’ve enjoyed working as a freelance writer and am proving to be one of the finest writers of my generation.
THIS IS A FACT AND SHOULD NOT BE QUESTIONED.
I offer news, opinion, story-telling and personal failures. It’s often appalling, but I look forward to alienating you, kind reader, in due time.
You are welcome.