Now that the year is coming to a close, I sit on my bed in my bedroom in Winnipeg, thinking about how I have finished my first term at UBC. It seems like just yesterday I was walking in to my new Junior High, scared and worried about getting lost and not knowing anyone in my class. Just like yesterday, and yet at the same time how long ago it feels. I remember the day my parents left me in my dorm room, the day before classes started, with that same feeling overwhelming me, fear and loneliness of a new and strange place. If I could talk to the me of a few months ago, I think I would probably give myself a hug and say Hey, it really is going to be okay. Better than okay. You’re going to get through this, and you’re actually going to enjoy it. Continue reading