this semester
first university semester is done. it feels good to say that. it went by really fast. and i know everyone says that about everything... but i mean it. im going to try to recreate the blur... for remembrance's sake.
arriving. freaking out about the jail cell of a room. stressing like all hell. first night. frosh. piss ass drunk at 3 in the afternoon. free beer. football. frisbee. screaming. dancing. whoosh. gay mark. lex and jess. rafting. MCV. dan. lies. cafeteria slowly winning me over. the fat piling on. classes. first day entering the campus. feeling at home with the rest of the crowd. realizing this was home. decorating. essays. fem theory professor. the stranger smile in shatner. coffee with every meal. skirts. hair cut. deciding to keep my hair short for a while. fall. the scary hospital view. the moon from my window. kira and feeling like we've known each other longer than we have. going to the gym. "you look like julianna moore." katums, who makes rez feel like home. late night movies. popcorn and any food we can scrounge up. sex and the city. the oc. queer eye for the straight guy. the shins. sahara hotnights. joel plaskett. monday night trivial pursuit. frappe. the mysterious bumps from the room above. lonely nights. early dinners. naps galore. halloween. mushrooms and old school. shisha. first strip club experience. wednesday night wine. finding someone on my floor who worked at scarborough town centre. (i think this list could go on forever) staying close with the people i came with. getting closer even. jeanette's mints. winter oreos from jess. steven and french. conor and his sleaveless shirts. "i love dawson leary."
where am i going with this?
maybe i just want to say that this semester was a growing experience. it was realizing something that i had wanted for awhile. it was taking the next step. it was feeling real independence, and feeling comfortable with it. it feels good. feels like i'm accomplishing something. something i want to do. not because its going to get me somewhere. but because it IS somewhere.
first university semester is done. it feels good to say that. it went by really fast. and i know everyone says that about everything... but i mean it. im going to try to recreate the blur... for remembrance's sake.
arriving. freaking out about the jail cell of a room. stressing like all hell. first night. frosh. piss ass drunk at 3 in the afternoon. free beer. football. frisbee. screaming. dancing. whoosh. gay mark. lex and jess. rafting. MCV. dan. lies. cafeteria slowly winning me over. the fat piling on. classes. first day entering the campus. feeling at home with the rest of the crowd. realizing this was home. decorating. essays. fem theory professor. the stranger smile in shatner. coffee with every meal. skirts. hair cut. deciding to keep my hair short for a while. fall. the scary hospital view. the moon from my window. kira and feeling like we've known each other longer than we have. going to the gym. "you look like julianna moore." katums, who makes rez feel like home. late night movies. popcorn and any food we can scrounge up. sex and the city. the oc. queer eye for the straight guy. the shins. sahara hotnights. joel plaskett. monday night trivial pursuit. frappe. the mysterious bumps from the room above. lonely nights. early dinners. naps galore. halloween. mushrooms and old school. shisha. first strip club experience. wednesday night wine. finding someone on my floor who worked at scarborough town centre. (i think this list could go on forever) staying close with the people i came with. getting closer even. jeanette's mints. winter oreos from jess. steven and french. conor and his sleaveless shirts. "i love dawson leary."
where am i going with this?
maybe i just want to say that this semester was a growing experience. it was realizing something that i had wanted for awhile. it was taking the next step. it was feeling real independence, and feeling comfortable with it. it feels good. feels like i'm accomplishing something. something i want to do. not because its going to get me somewhere. but because it IS somewhere.
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