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I LOVE university life! It's so much better than I ever thought it could be. I mean how can anyone complain. You're full time job is to learn. And I know that sounds super nerdy but it's so great and I'm totally willing to admit that. And it's so much better than high school because you actually have the time to learn and study so you're not completely stressed out all the time trying to cram everything into your insane schedule. Ok so some people are....but that's beside the point. I love so many things about it. Res life, meeting new people, having the freedom to structure your day exactly how you want it, living away from home, having a roommate, taking yummy classes. Admittedly there are things that aren't overly fantastic like say physics, or dirty dishes, or having to pay for your laundry, or not having a car but all in all it's pretty dang good.

I guess I did come into university pretty well equipped though. About as ready for it as anyone could be. Looking back I don't regret doing IB one bit. It was tough but sooooooo worth it. I really appreciate having learned all those hard lessons already. I see so many people around me going through some of the same stuff I encountered in high school and I feel for them i really do but I'm also so happy it's not me. Plus I did end up taking credit for an english and bio credit becuause of IB and that meant I only had to take four courses this semester which was glorious. And there was exchange. Having a whole year of growing up under my belt definitely hasn't hurt me. It's hard to pin point exactly what exchange did for me but I can feel that there's a lot. Most of all though I think it's allowed me to be supremely happy. My exchange year was so incredibly challenging I can't even put it into words but since that experience everything else seems like a walk in the park. Really. I was talking with my mentor today and she couldn't stop commenting on how positive and happy I seem and I couldn't help but think 'well yeah! you have no idea how much easier all this is than trying to muddle your way through a foreign place with no friends in another language!'. This makes me incredibly thankful for my year abroad, especially now becuase I am beginning to see the ways in which it changed me. And change it did. I am so much more relaxed and easy going than I once was and a lot of things just don't phase me like they once did.

Okay but back to university and all of it's lovliness. My first semester at the UofC is coming to a close. My how time flies. It's been four months already! I thoroughly enjoyed most of my classes this semester (two community rehab ones, physics, and sociology)(you can prob guess which one was my least favorite...). Sociology was super general but I def think I'll take some further classes in that field and well I absolutely loved my disability classes. I was surprised by the amount I learned even though a lot of it was indirectly. They really got my juices flowing and I cannot wait to take more. I'm looking forward to next semester (no 8am physics!) and I'm excited for all of my classes. I have psych, core, politcal science, the sociology of health and illness, and exploring social issues. All of them look really good and assuming I have decent profs I think I should enjoy myself.