The past few days have been intense to say the least. All the “welcome to UBC I’m your xxx professor” lectures are gone with the wind and now I’m dealing with a reality of having about 40 pages to read every day, and I am not going to lie: it’s on a level that I have never been on before, but thankfully, it’s all interesting. One thing I’ve come to face in particular is that unlike high school you can see the links to the real world. I took philosophy in high school and it was the most abstract course of my life. Made zero sense and I didn’t see the point of listening to a bunch of old greek dudes contemplating about life.
2 weeks into Philosophy 101 at UBC and I’m seriously considering joining the old greek dudes club. It’s fascinating how much depth there is in everyday matters that we (well, I) take for granted and never truly question. How could I have gone through 19 years of my life without questioning the matters of life? Im not talking about big issues like the existence of God, I mean even smaller more trivial matters. What is questioning? Who am I to question? Do i even exist? What is existence? How can I prove my existence if existence itself cannot be proved? I’ve seen the light.
Ah, to all of you that pay attention and noticed I said “19 years of my life”- you read correctly. My 19th birthday was yesterday and it was so much fun I can’t really begin to explain. As this was my first birthday away from home I was slightly bummed because I knew I wouldn’t be getting all those birthday cuddles I always get from my family and friends. However, it turned out to be one of the best birthdays ever. It started with my fellow blog squaders singing happy birthday and making me the awkwardest 19 year old in the room. The rest of the day continued with same epicness; let’s just say I’ve met some people I know for sure I will be friends with for the rest of my life. “Hmm, you know people for 2 weeks and you’re ready for lifelong commitment? That’s odd” Well, random person that questions me, time at UBC travels at a different speed. It’s so intense I will devote an entire blog post to it later. It truly feels like I’ve been here for 4 months at least.
Sadly, this little theory of time feeling longer than it is does not apply to deadlines or midterms approaching. Au contraire, the school work is flying at the speed of light and I better jump on my space machine before my head explodes because I forgot my space suit. That didn’t make sense? It’s friday night and I’m in my room studying- you go ahead and make sense of that dear blog reader. Either way, my psychology book is calling my name, and it’s come to the point where it’s shouting my full name and both my last names with a persian accent so it’s best I obey.
Lesson 2: University is full of fun activities, but at the end of the day you didn’t come here to socialize. You came here to study so keep your priorities straight right from the start.
Have a great weekend everyone!
