Hello again, tumblr world!
Wow, I totally forgot about this blog until now. It’s kind of crazy reading all my posts from a couple months back but also slightly reassuring to see that university hasn’t changed me too drastically. A lot has happened since my first semester at SFU and I’m definitely going to be picking up on the blogging now that I’ve rediscovered tumblr but for now, hello again world!
I like to look through my facebook profile pictures. Flipping through helps me remember how much I’ve grown in personality, character, values and confidence because of certain people and experiences. Occasionally a photograph will cause me to cringe in embarrassment as I remember strange obsessions of tween Joyce. Sometimes, a photograph might make really nostalgic and almost-weepy. But most of the time, like tonight, it just helps reminds me of how grateful I am to have met all of my closest friends. Regardless of whether I’ve known them for the entire 5 years of high school, 2 years of IB, or only a single month, they have all watched me grow out of one, if not more awkward phases of my life. It’s sad, admittedly, when I flit through a photograph that reminds me that not all friendships - not even the ones you thought were “bfffffffffff” status worthy - survive. That’s okay though :) I believe that once someone plays such a significant role in your life, they’ve made a non-erasable mark.
"Some people come into our lives and quickly go.
Some stay for awhile and leave footprints on our hearts.
And we are never, ever the same.”
I find it a little funny that I never cease to make references to my Shad experience on this blog. I wonder if I’m the only one who still has days where I just sit myself down and try to remember as many things as I can about that one month in July, just because it makes me smile. Sometimes, it feels as though everybody else has moved forward with their lives and I’m still that weird little sixth grader who always took things a little too intensely for her own good. HA, it’s embarrassing just thinking about some of the incredibly stupid things that led me to do. Yet I’m still that awkward
some most days. I catch myself saying, “yeah, some of my best friends live halfway across the country” so often. But then, I think about how messy and impossible that sounds. It’s frustrating that my brain likes to compartmentalize every single thing into its respective place, even though that’s an incredibly unnecessary thing to do. I would make a good filing cabinet.
It’s finally hit me. This Thursday was graduation and I probably saw some of the people I’ve gone through high school with for the last time. Honestly though, this realization doesn’t make me weep and I’m definitely not going to wallow in a pit of self-pity for the next two weeks. The fact is, it’s goodbye to all the casual acquaintances I’ve made (save for the smatter of facebook birthday posts here and there) and just another bump in the road for my closer friends. Having to undergo the hardest goodbyes ever at Shad has taught me a very important lesson: the people who are truly meant to be your friends will be your friends no matter how long you go without talking and no matter the distance. It’s the best case scenario: I’ll be making 1.5 hour-long treks up to SFU everyday for my fresh start, but I’ll still be living in the same city as a lot of my closest friends. Life’s good, it seems. Hopefully I’ll like SFU!
I’ve probably said this too many times, but Shad Valley changed my life. And tonight, After bio paper 3, I went for dimsum with my mom, then proceeded to take an hour-long bus ride to an orientation session at SFU for Shad Valley students wanting to volunteer with SCIENCE AL!VE. I’m really glad I went because I ended up exchanging stories about Shad experiences with Shads from other years and campuses, especially with one girl during my bus ride home. It was such a simple interaction, but it made me so incredibly happy because she completely understood about Shad sickness, how much of a confidence booster it was, how Shad hugs are the BEST things in the world, the heartache we get sometimes from looking at pictures, and how the relationships forged there are like no other. I just really appreciated being able to have this conversation with someone who understands completely why I can go on about Shad forever because I can never do that with my friends who haven’t done Shad. They get bored. I can’t explain it, but it was just a great feeling to bond with someone I just met about something so important to me. All in all, a good night. I got a free t-shirt with cool robots on it and I got to make a Shad rant.
CANUCKS GO HARD LIKE A BAUWS
Even though I was studying for bio instead of watching the game tonight, I was still following the Canucks game twitter feed avidly. OH MY GOD 7-3! Way to go Canucks, leading the series 2-0 LIKE A BAUWS.
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