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Saturday, January 2, 2010
So 2010 has finally arrived! And with it my 18th birthday, snow (real snow that is, not that stuff they call snow in BC) and a pile of homework that has sat, taunting me from my desk as I roll out of my own lovely bed every morning. It is most likely the reason I have spent very little time in my own room. If I go in there, it just stares at me raising feelings of confusion as to whether or not I feel guilty for not doing it yet. Oh well. If there’s one thing I have learned during my first semester at Pearson, it’s that when push comes to shove, everything always, somehow gets finished. There is always the return plane ride! If they let me carry books on the plane that is. You never know what they might add to that exorbitantly long list of “dangerous items”.
I’ll be heading back to Pearson soon, all too soon if you ask my previously sleep deprived body, but I am ready. Or at least I will be ready in a week! Being at home for my first break has been a strangely normal experience. That’s how I have been describing it to those who bother to ask: strangely normal, weirdly regular. Seeing faces and catching up with everyone and feeling like nothing has changed. I have had to come to terms with a few harsh realities since my return home: there are more than one arrivals areas in the airport and there is a very good chance that your family will be at the wrong one (read: mom, dad and sister await their daughter’s long anticipated homecoming in the American arrivals), that month of solid rain in November was unnecessary (Ontario got away without it, why can’t the BC weather people figure it out?), home towns can shrink a lot in three months, and don’t expect to be allowed to make use of that driver’s license the minute you get home (no really mum! That tree came out of nowhere! Only kidding).
Being home has helped me appreciate both home and Pearson. It is so easy to get lost in the stress of work and lack of privacy and trying to be at three different dance rehearsals in the space of half an hour. One tends to forget about the walks in the woods, dinners at My Chosen, conquering the Pearson Drive hill on time to catch the bus, going to visit friends any time, dropping your work for a spontaneous guitar and drum jam, and of course those famous “4 o’clock in the morning talks.” Pearson might be stressful and crazy and sometimes cult-like, but what have I accomplished in two weeks at home? I learned how to sleep in again past 7:55 am and caught up on pop-culture in the form of seeing many movies in a small space of time. But the most wonderful part of being at home? Not feeling guilty for any of it! Yes, I could be doing more, but a broken ankle and feeling like I deserve a break after surviving and thriving in my first three months at Pearson usually squash that impulse to get up and do something. So I am determined to enjoy myself at home, set myself some resolutions for the New Year, and thoroughly enjoy my second semester at Pearson.
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