New job!
I've kept you in the dark for the past while, but tomorrow is the first day for my new job! I'm excited because this will not only be my first foray into the world of retail, but it is also the first job where I actually attended a formal interview. As you may or may have not known, I've worked exclusively as a waiter for several different restaurants in the past three years.
I gotta say, it really does suck sometimes. It isn't the cleanest job (though far from the dirtiest) and it takes a surprising toll on your emotional and physical state. The tips are nice, but to me it doesn't justify the cons that I associate with being a waiter. These feelings were the reason why I tried to look for a job in retail, and while I hear that there are some parallels with waiting tables, I hope that I'll find something else in it.
Four eyes
While I've been slowly been denying it for the past year or so, my vision has actually deteriorated a good bit. Even nearing the end of my grade 12 year I had difficulties reading the board from the back of the room, and I can only shudder to think about how that would translate to some of the lecture halls at UBC that are allegedly gigantic in comparison.
So I visited my optometrist a while back, got a prescription, and ordered a pair to have them arrive a few days ago. Unfortunately there are some scratches on the frames so I'm getting a replacement pair, but until they arrive I'm free to continue using my current pair.
I don't know how I feel about them at the moment in terms of style, but so far they have been perfect for aiding my vision (not that I have any lecture halls to practice in). Maybe it's just a case of getting used to seeing them on my face.
Wow I'm actually going to uni
This summer has been one of the "longest" ones I've had, but that could be due to how different and exciting each day is. I've spent loads of time with friends, new and old, and it really has been a blast. But riddled between days spent at Lynn Canyon and nights huddled around a Catan board, there have been some commitments and reminders that I will be attending university come fall.
The mere thought of it sends an energy coursing through my veins, an energy akin to the first day excitement of high school - except on steroids. I have no idea what the experience will be like, but I hope to soak in as much as I can through however many years I'll be at UBC.
But then there's also this anxious part of me that sharpens my feelings into a double edged sword. What if I don't make the splash that I want to? Am I really ready for university, and can I handle it? There are all these questions and self-doubts, but I think what I need to do is a reaffirm myself and dive head first into the unknown.
Cheers - until next time!