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It's so strange hanging out with people that I would never really come into contact with in real life. Strange in a good way though. I spend all day with people who I have nothing obvious in common with and it's really amazing to find that we get along so well. I'm learning a lot about underground hip-hop and baseball and golf and police work and a million other things, and my french has improved tenfold (more than half of our staff is quebecois or franco-ontarien, so we speak a garbled french-english-gesture-laughter dialect). In the past month and a half I've lived in a cabin with, at various times, six different girls and two different boys, so I've learned a lot about having no privacy to sleep or get dressed or think, and have shared everything including deodorant. It's amazing to have a new start, to know no one and to make a new identity. Some things have stayed the same. I'm still the one that people bum cigarettes off of, and I'm still the one who will get up to make food for people. But here I'm also the outgoing one, the confident one, the one who knows everyone's secrets, and the one who's extremely competant at her job. It's a nice feeling.