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I spent my last couple of weeks in Vancouver going around taking pictures of things and places in the city that I like. The plan was to do some kind of photo essay tribute to my home of the past four years, but as it turns out I’m as awkward and unrefined a photographer as I am a writer. My landscapes were okay. Anything with people or buildings, not so much.
But looking at the pictures is making me all wistful and a little sad. It's weird, though - I didn’t actually have the greatest time there, mostly due to factors beyond my control, and also my own weird issues. I spent my first two years resenting it for not being home. And even though by the end I felt pretty comfortable there, I wouldn't say I love the city - by which I mean I’ve never felt that great rush of affection I have for my hometown. But I do like it a lot, and I’m really glad I went. And I kinda miss it now.
I did have a such a great summer though. My dream of a summer job aside, it’s a lot easier to like a place when you can spend your time outdoors in the sunshine than when it’s oppressively grey and wet and you’re cooped up inside trying to keep from slitting your wrists in the bathtub (hyperbolically speaking, not literally, just so we’re clear. But this winter was seasonal depression like whoa).
My building on campus. The building itself = labyrinthine and kinda decrepit. The view = kinda awesome.
Today was also my first not-Back-to-School day ever, which was a bit weird. I’m still a bit incredulous at the idea that I’m no longer a student - that I’ve actually left this phase of life (for now, at least) and am supposed to be moving on to some new stage. To help me cope with this awkward transition period, I am crashing the U of T frosh week concert this Friday. No, really. The Weakerthans and Metric. It will be awesome.
Okay, but what I’m really doing now is going to France (Rouen) in three weeks to teach English for about seven months. Which I think will be kind of cool, not just because it’s a chance for me to actually put my French degree to some use, but also because it’s an elaborate (but socially acceptable!) way of putting off decisions about what to do with my life. Gah. Anyway, this is basically what's been keeping my life hectic these past weeks. That, and the interminable task of packing and moving across the country and unpacking and reorganizing, etc. Which I need to get back to now OMGZ IT WILL NEVER END GAAAH. Also, DUST ALLERGY. < /random>