Yesterday was an interesting, yet tiring day. My alarm went off at 6:30 AM, and I woke up and got ready for a busy day. My dad and I left the house at 7:30 AM to head up to Waterloo, to visit the University of Waterloo for their Campus Day. The first overwhelming thought that came into my head as we arrived was, “Look at all these Asians.” Heh. There were just a lot of them, and most seemed to be there for the same reason as me.
I won’t get into all the details of the day, but suffice it to say, the weather was less than pleasing. I had wanted to go on a campus tour, but with blowing wind that made it feel like about minus 10, plus a bit of snow every once in a while, that idea was out. I did, however, get plenty of good information about the university, campus life, and their psychology program. We also toured one of the university colleges, St. Jerome’s. The first thing both my dad and I thought as we went to the residence area was, “This looks so much like Tyndale!” It really did. Since my sister goes there, I’ve been able to see the residence there, and this was the same – even down to the Christmas lights hanging from the ceiling in the hallway. Anyways, it looked pretty nice, and the student giving us a tour was pretty cool, as well, so it was quite informative.
The very last thing we did before leaving was to go to a seminar on the co-op program available. Since I had applied for that, I figured I should find out more about it. However, that seminar went and made me entirely uneasy about the whole thing. I’m now completely unsure that I want to continue with the co-op idea. I mean, they explained that it was fairly easy to get out of the co-op and just go with a regular degree, so that was good, but I have such conflicting feelings about it now. On the one hand, it gives practical experience and such, which is good. On the other hand, there’s no guarantee that I’ll even get a job in a field related to psychology in any way, it involves a lot of moving and uncertainty about finding an apartment somewhere, and it also really disturbs the process of finding friends. I mean, I’ll probably meet more people, since I’d be travelling around to different places, but the fact is that I’ll meet them, get to know them for four months, and then likely never see them again. That’s not fun. Also, with the co-op, you don’t even get summers off. The whole thing just makes it seem like I’m being thrown out into the world and left there to find my way alone. I mean, I know God will help me, and that’s not the issue – the issue is, rather, that it feels like I’d be forcing myself to grow up way too fast. And I’m not sure I exactly like that.
Anyways, with that said, I’m trying not to make any decisions until I tour McMaster on Saturday. That was my first choice, and I also applied for the co-op there, so I’ll have to wait and see what they have to say about the whole thing. Until then, I’m just going to keep this Waterloo information in the back of my mind, and try not to think about it so that I don’t start hating life or something. After all, being told that you have to grow up is never fun – I’d much rather just stay and live off my parents’ hospitality for the rest of my life. The fact that it’s not possible is the bad part. But anyways, I guess I’m not the only one going through this, so I’ll eventually just have to suck it up and get on with it. I just haven’t figured out when that’s going to be yet.