College in a Nutshell

This is my last week of college. After this, I get to move on to bigger and greater things, not that I didn't enjoy it, it's just time to move on. I'm down to my last hour, and I couldn't be more excited.

I've learnt so many things, most of them having nothing to do with what I was studying. I've made new friends and became closer with old ones. I've learnt more about myself in these past two years than I had in the 16 before. 

I realized what it means to be an adult, even though I am nowhere near there yet.  

I learned new and fascinating ways to procrastinate. I became very good at baking instead of studying, or cleaning instead of finishing my lab report. 

College helped me figure out who I wanted to be by giving me fantastic role models to look up to. I admire most of the professors I've had, and even hope to meet some of them in the future.

Even though I'm pretty sure I will forget all that I've learnt in Philosophy 101, or Theories of Scientific Applications, those are the courses that lead me to meet people I will never forget.

Because when it comes down to it, it's not what you know, it's who you know.

Worst to Best.

Yesterday I didn't have a class until 2 which always puts me in a good mood. I mean who doesn't love not having to get up before noon? Well my cat doesn't. He thought I should be up at 8 which isn't too bad, but still started my day off poorly.
Also, my iPad has broken, it's been broken for about a week so I thought since I was already up I would head down to the apple store to get it checked out. When I got there I thought it was my lucky day, there were about 3 people not wearing one of those dumb "genius" shirts. I head down to the counter and talk to one of the guys there. He asked if I had an appointment, I said no to which he replied that I needed one in order to speak to someone. I said okay, when's the next slot? Oh we don't have one until 5. I looked around me, there was virtually no one in the store! He wouldn't even take my iPad to have it checked, so I left. Then I went to Chapters to finish the reading I had to do and I like the atmosphere so I figured it would make me feel better. As I was sitting down I pulled out my book and the back cover ripped.
Then, as I was getting on the bus, the zipper on my favorite leather jacket breaks. So I was trapped in my jacket and couldn't get it off.
As I got to school I was certain that my day couldn't be any worse. I walked through the hall way and see two of my friends who cut me out of the jacket laugh both at me and with me.
I got to my Lit class and had a blast with the people who are pretty fantastic, then I got everything I needed to get done, done. Except for my iPad, that is still sitting on my desk making me angry.
This goes to show that a really bad day can indeed go well.

Thanksgiving, be Thankful for where we live

Autumn has to be the best time of the year, everything is pretty darn perfect! We get a three day weekend, things look really pretty, and the scarf options are endless!
So Friday, as soon as my class was done a couple girlfriends and I headed towards Montreal to celebrate a birthday, which was soo great! There really isn't anything like Montreal on a Friday night.
When I made my way towards my parents house for the whole turkey shindig, I realized how absolutely fantastic the trees look. Also, turkey, oh my goodness, turkey is fantastic! When you get that on piece of dressing that is just the right amount of crispy, you have quite a bit to be thankful for. The colours of the trees are at their peek, and if you can take advantage of that I strongly suggests you do. My mum, dad and I went for the nicest hike.

I can't remember the last time I did and enjoyed it so much. So if you haven't already, bundle up, go outside, and take advantage of this time of year! You won't regret it!

Way to much brain activity

So as I was getting dressed this morning, I put on my tights and danced around my room while the radio played. then I thought to myself, does everyone put tights on the same way? I've  only ever been taught one, very specific way to put them on, and that any other way would muck them up. But people who we're exposed to completely different things growing up must do it differently, right? What about people in China, they probably do it differently, or do they put them on the same way.
This got me thinking about a whole bunch of other things that I do a certain way and have never thought about changing. What about making tea? I've been taught that there was only one way to do it right, but I'm sure people in Africa make it differently, or does everyone do it the same way?
Anyways just something to think about...

Being Sick... Alone

So for the first time since I've moved out, I got the flu. This really shouldn't surprise me, even though I don't look like a sickly person, I am. I'm always getting sick, something to do with an uber weak immune system.
Anyways the other night I get home, and I fell absolutely awful.  I new what was happening but had no idea how to deal with it. So I went to the pharmacy and loaded up on all of their cough/flu medication. I made myself a bunch of tea and prepared myself for the worst. Sure enough the next morning I wake up, head buzzing with an uncanny inability to breath through my nose without sounding like a dying cat. So I go back to bed, wake up hours later and manage to haul myself to the kitchen.
OK. I said to myself. You can do this! I rummage through my cupboards for some soup only to come up empty. My mum is away taking care of her sister, so calling her is out of the question, maybe my grand-ma! I give her a call, when she picks up, I ask her if she wants to come over and bring me soup. She promptly hung up on me.
Feeling very sorry for myself at this point I call the deli a few blocks away from my house and when an old lady picks up the phone, I ask her with quite a few pretty pleases if they could deliver me some soup as I was sick. This Lady not only has someone bring me soup, but also a "care package" full of tea,honey and crackers. Great people do still exists!
Now I'm feeling much better and life has returned to normal, I don't think I'll be forgetting this anytime soon though.

At the end of week 2

So I've had time to adapt, I've gotten all settled in and I must say that I love it! I love the freedom, I love my classes and I love my options.
The very first day was a little rough, both my land line and my Internet were down so I had a day full of strange people in my house.
I really like how much of a challenge all my courses are. I'm actually learning stuff in my French class which I haven't done in a while, not to sound derogatory. My calc and physics class are cool, I find them really interesting.
I do miss home... Kind of. I went home for the first time yesterday and I was glad to be there but I was also glad to come back.
I also really like the people here! I've got to catch up with old friends which is so nice. I can just feel that this was the right thing for me to do.

Moving Day!

Today is the BIG day!! Today, I move out of my parents house for the very first time and I don't really know how to feel. This morning as I packed up the last few things into a box and looked around my now empty room, I felt nostalgic. Its not as if I were leaving for ever, my parents can't get rid of me that easily, but I am leaving a lot behind me. I am going from being on top, to the very bottom. That may be an exaggeration, but I know things will be so very different. When I drop my computer on my little toe and break it as I did this morning, my dad won't be there to run and get me ice, or to make me laugh until I completely forget about it. My mum won't be there to brush my hair when I have a bad day, knowing her though, she very well might make the hour long trip to do it. I'll have to put up with new neighbors who have no idea that I play the saxophone, loudly. I'll have to do my own laundry, my own dishes, Oh God, I'm going to have to clean my own bathroom! 

One note I have about moving for the first time on my own is that I had NO Idea how much STUFF I have! Every time I go on a trip I tend to find things I like and it accumulates. I have used far more boxes than I thought I would have needed. 

I am exited though, it's a new chapter. No longer am I a little girl. I get to make my own decisions. I feel like I'll have more opportunities to help people when I no longer am in a suffocatingly small town. I feel like I've out grown it but I still have a lot to grow.


To New Beginnings!