Fridays and First-Years and Friends

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It’s Friday the 13th today! Ahh! Everyone put on your garlic necklaces and tin foil hats! You never know what might happen…

But anyways, it’s been another two weeks since my last post here. It’s been a long two weeks, and yet a quick two weeks. Strange how time does that. I’m sitting at home writing this now. I’ve finished up all my exams but one, which I’ll drive in for, and then I’m completely done my first year of university. Done! Entirely finished! I don’t even believe that it’s been a full school year. Just eight months ago, I was nervously getting out of my car, not knowing what to expect or even what to do. I didn’t know anyone, and I didn’t know my way around. It was an exciting time, but a fearful one, as I took the big huge step out of my parents’ home and into Waterloo.

And now, a year later, here I am. I have lots of friends from Waterloo who I’m going to miss terribly over the summer. I’ve got eight months full of memories, and knowledge, and university experience. It’s crazy. It’s gone by so fast, and yet at some points, there were definitely times when I couldn’t wait to get out of residence and back home just to have some peace and quiet. Still, though, St. Jerome’s has been an awesome experience, and I’m going back next year mostly because I just love the atmosphere there. Everyone is friendly, and I like being able to sit down at almost any table in the cafeteria and being able to strike up a conversation with the people there. And of course, in the fall, I get to go back to St. Jerome’s and be a frosh leader, helping out all those nervous first-year students. And I’m going to enjoy every minute of that. I had an awesome frosh week, and I want to make sure that everyone has the same good time that I had. Even if they are nervous like I was…

I hate goodbyes. They’re so depressing. I hate looking into someone’s face and saying, “Goodbye.” Of course, when I said my goodbyes today, it was only for the summer. I’ll see all my friends back next fall, and I look forward to that. But for now, I’m going to miss them. I didn’t expect to make such close friends. My roommate, Mike, was great, and although we didn’t hang out a lot, we got along quite well. I’m rooming with someone next year who usually goes to bed a bit earlier and wakes up earlier, which should be nice, but I can’t complain about Mike. He’s a great guy, and I look forward to seeing him in the fall as well. And of course, there’s also my other roommates, Melissa and Hailey, with whom I spent so much time. We celebrated Hailey’s birthday today, and it was great. It was a good end to the year. There have been others too – I certainly can’t forget Brittany, Maricor, Lacey, Jaclyn, Matt, Adam, Scott, and many others. I’ve made too many friends to count. And now we’re all going our separate ways, and we won’t see each other for the summer. Hmm…no sir, goodbyes are not fun. But of course, it’s easier when they’re only temporary.

There’s really so much I could say. I could talk about my courses this term, the exams that I’ve written, or my plans for the summer. But ultimately, that stuff just isn’t important. Life is not about the amount of economics you know or the summer employment you get; life is about the people you meet and the friends you make. It’s about the impact you make on others, and the impact they make on you. That’s what makes life worth living. And that’s what I’ll miss. But of course, I have friends back here in Brantford that I need to catch up with. And catch up I shall. But for now, I’ll savour the moments I shared this year with some of the greatest people on the earth. I’m just glad I got to share them.

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