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| The view from my rooftop...not too shabby |
For my peers who are also moving out, it might be easier for whatever reason, whether they weren't always close with their family, or maybe they are just moving 10 minutes away. But for me, my family is tight. I mean, tight. Whether it's vacations in Europe or spur-of-the-moment weekend road trips, whether it's chilling in the living room for a Friday night movie or having serious argumentative debates around the kitchen table...we've always shared our experiences, stories and thoughts with each other. Now one thing is clear...me moving won't change any of this, it just might make it a tad harder. So even though I'm sad about leaving my family and nervous about having to actually do everything for myself (ha, what a concept), there is so much I am looking forward to as I move to Toronto.
Walking down the street, your senses are overwhelmed. There is so much to see, smell and hear, you are constantly occupied even if you are doing nothing. Each bike that passes you sings it's own tune as it hobbles over the street car tracks, just as the sound of the wheels on wagons in Costa Rica gave away the town it hailed from, from kilometers away. Whether it's the high pitched squeal of the breaks, the clunking of the chain or the ticking of the switching gears, the noises echo in the morning stillness of the bustling city as the residents rush their late tushies to work. A simple walk down the street is an adventure in and of itself.
Now I'm not just looking forward to living in a city that is alive with plans, schedules and routines; I'm looking forward to taking my independence by the horns and running with it. I know I am an extremely independent person, so I am not worried at all about living on my own. This summer, I've also been able to develop my responsibility and independence as I worked at a clothing & accessory store, Taya, full time, opening and closing and taking care of the store on my own for a number of days at a time. I loved it, and I know I'll love taking care of my own apartment, shared with my brother and his friend. This responsibility is going to reach new levels as I take on the University of Toronto...I am so ready for the challenge though, I've been looking forward to this for a long time!
The decorating has been ongoing for months now, planning my furniture and room layout. Making my room and the rest of the apartment my own is one of the most exciting parts of moving out, because it gives me a place where I feel at home and comfortable. I'll feel even more at home having my brother there...my family never seems to be too far away from me, and I like it that way.
So, the countdown begins... 3 more days of work, 1 week left in KW, and 2 more weeks of summer. Do the math, and the numbers show that my 'normal' is almost done. I'm trying not to focus on the things in my life that are going to be lost, but instead, what is going to be gained, because with everything negative, something positive will happen to counteract it. Sure, I may see my parents once every week or two weeks instead, but I'll put Skype to good use! All my friends may be going off to different Universities, but when we get together, we will have endless conversations that will keep us laughing even more than we already do. At the rate I'm going, I'm just going to take in the next week for all it's worth...breath slowly, laugh a lot, and spend time with the family. Change is always a good thing, because it inspires growth and learning. Here's to a year of learning lots of new things...from my Biology class, from the people I meet, how to find my own way around town and how to do my own laundry. Now, some things will be easy, and others won't, and I'm ready for the challenge!...Although I might just bring my laundry home on the weekends.
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| Me n' my mum |
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| I'm going to visit my UW ladies all the time |
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| Going to miss the crew <3 |
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