At the Jays game September 2 (From left: Kenzie,
Jessie, me, Sean, Meghan, Molly, Austin & Kathleen) |
So about 6 months back I got accepted into the Performing Arts Preparation Program at Sheridan College in Ontario. Then, on August 30th, 2015, after six long, painstaking months of waiting, I FINALLY started the next chapter in my life and moved Oakville about a week ago. The first week and a half has been a blur of people, plans, and strangely enough-- baseball! (Yes, I can't believe it, but thanks to Sean's teaching, I discovered I actually LIKE baseball. At least watching it. I still suck at playing it.)
The week started a little rocky, an unfortunately timed "down" happened to coincide with the first couple days of early move-in. Towards the end of the second day, Kathleen and I were coaxed out of our dorm by hunger, and ended up being the best thing we'd done so far. We made friends. It was great. Not only did we meet people from our floor, but from other floors and the other Rez. It turned out to be a great night, and start friendships with some of the coolest people I've ever met. And yes, our floor does have a ridiculous amount of Seans. Four, to be exact.
Anyway, now that I've had a week of just messing around, meeting people, a trip home and two beach days, class has finally started and things are feeling so real now. A couple of my classes have journals as part of our final projects, so I've decided that I might as well just blog everything so you guys can see what I'm up to as well. (For those wondering, the journals are meant to be introspective, and make us think about what we've learned in class, and what we done well, need to work on, and our personal progress in a course.)
I can honestly say that going to college has been the best decision I've ever made. Reuniting with old friends, making new friends, meeting people from the other side of the country, and even befriending some international students. My classes are so much fun, the profs are amazing and I couldn't have asked for a better group of friends to make. Starting college has been like swimming. I've been underwater for so long it felt like my lungs were about to burst. When I came to Sheridan, it was like I had finally surfaced, and I could breathe again. It's the best feeling in the world, and I can't wait to see what this year has in store for me.


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