All right, officially done with my school. Its odd to be done but now I can write a bit more while I am looking for a job. (Now I just need to remember what threads I had going in my drafts.)
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All right, officially done with my school. Its odd to be done but now I can write a bit more while I am looking for a job. (Now I just need to remember what threads I had going in my drafts.)
Done school... thank god😂💕
My 8 Months of Growth
8 months ago I never imagined I would be where I am right now. I hoped but I didn’t expect things to work out as they did. A year ago I didn’t even see my life going in the direction that it did. But this isn’t about the past 12 months; this is about the past 8. 8 months ago I started school. 8 months ago I started working out more. Almost 8 months ago I formed a new and very important relationship. All these changes and it only took me 8 months.
Back in September I didn’t know what I was doing. I entered into a post-graduate program thinking it would be one thing, only to find out that it was something entirely different. I was new to an area and I didn’t have any friends. I thought I wanted to go into policy and work for the government but that dream seemed to slip further and further with every class I took. I heard nothing but negative things. That my program was going to be difficult. That February was going to be the darkest period of my life. How I would have to do things I have never done before like “information interviews” and networking. I would have to find a summer job or fear not graduating from my program. I had a lot of doubt. I missed Guelph. I missed the life I had made for myself over there. I couldn’t picture the end.
But the months started passing by. One after the other as they always do. I was faced with the progression of time and needed to start moving forward and not look back as much. I made friends, and then lost touch and made new ones. I stumbled a lot at the beginning. College is not like university, I will say that much. I have never needed to work so hard on assignments in my life. So I stumbled, but I stumbled through. Then I started to gain my footing with a trip here or there. But this was just the beginning.
I was told I needed to know exactly what I wanted to go into if I wanted to work for the government. That was an easy answer. Policy. I was wrong.
No one told me how many opportunities there are in the government. But then again, I never asked. I think that could be said about a lot of aspects of my life. I never asked about other opportunities, so I never realized what was out there. I followed a very prevalent path that I didn’t stop to wonder whether or not there were other things more appropriate to what I actually enjoyed doing. Lucky for me, I found it.
Then there are the friends I never thought I would have. The scary girl who speaks her mind and the intelligent one whose skills you wish you had. The people you don’t really want to make an effort talking to because you are sure the friends you left behind are the only friends you would need. But you can never have too many friends. And the new connections you form do not lessen the connections you have formed in the past.
I networked and I went through information interviews. I became a pseudo business student from my arts degree, something I never saw myself doing. I actually acquired real life skills, something I didn’t imagine happening in my program. At least, not to the extent that it did. I became the class foodie, something I was used to. But, I also became the class gym rat, something I was not used to. I became a bro who talked about basketball. I became someone with cute handwriting. I became a ball of energy and a positive person and a hard worker and a good listener. I went from feeling new and a little lost to feeling a part of something.
I got a summer job, at a place I couldn’t be more excited about, doing something that truly interests me. My worries from September seem so juvenile. I didn’t think I would make it through my program. I didn’t think I would get a job placement. I definitely did not think I would make the friends that I have now. I couldn’t imagine the skills I would acquire or the people I would meet. There is no way in September that I would imagine exploring Toronto, eating at amazing restaurants, watching basketball games with my best friend, speaking with various public sector employees, and making the city my home. But I did.
It’s hard to put in a well formed blog post how much I feel I have grown since September. I feel like I have become more aware of what’s out there; not just for me but what is out there in general. I have been surrounded by some very passionate people who have taught me what they are passionate about. 8 months ago, my school year was just another school year I would get through to get to applying to jobs or applying to my Masters. But I’ve changed. 8 months ago I didn’t really know what I wanted. Did I want to pursue a Masters? Did I want a job? Did I even make the right choice? I know what I want now. I want a job in the public service as a program advisor. I want a career where I am constantly learning. I want to stay friends with all the people who were once strangers to me in September. I want to tell you, my reader, how much you have changed me in 8 months and how I want to keep growing with you. I ended up almost exactly where I wanted to end up but through a means I didn’t even know was available to me. 8 months taught me how to get to my aspirations. 8 months put me through some really stressful moments. 8 months found me new supports and new adventures. 8 months helped me grow.
Jesus Christ I'm already tipsy as hell and it's only 5 in the afternoon
I'M FREE FROM SCHOOL AT LONG LAST!!!!!
Well, at least for four months ^^;
Who memorized 18 pages worth of artists, paintings and corresponding dates in 3 hours. Then took a 12 page (double sided) exam and answered every question? Dat me.
i love summer, it's a two month long party with myself
Done school
Officially done my first year of college! :) #feelingblessed