So now that Spring break is here, I can finally catch myself, this has been the shortest and yet the longest 1 and 1/2 months. So many things have been going on in terms of classes and parties. And yet so little has happened, I haven't had a "Canadian" experience as yet, in terms of going up mountains and exploring the country. Of course if you would want to do that, note to self, do not come to Acadia. HOWEVER if you want to learn and be in one of the top universities with supposedly the best dorms and the best service, you're welcome to come.
Last night, well actually this morning at little bit after one there was smoke on the 4th floor of the dorm I'm in. So the alarm went off. It scared the crap out of me at first but I casually walked out of my dorm room as if nothing is going on. The alarm was so piercing that I wandered about in another section and that's when I saw some smoke and people walking out of the building. Naturally being on the 5th floor, I have to pass through the fourth floor to get to where everyone was at. Security was blocking our way to go down, and I quickly ran into my room, grabbed a coat that I had over my bath robe. Long story short, all the persons in my section found a way to get outside. It all happened on Valentine's Day (btw HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE) but I couldn't help but think about the deeper meaning of the situation: Everything is vanity. What if I had lost everything in room to the fire, and my travel mate would understand the loss we would endure if that was to happen. God has a way of showing you what really matters. All week my msn sign in name was " Some people forget what really matters" but ironically I did and this was proven last night.
I had more or less a revelation and I'm not gonna allow myself to fall into the trap of obsessing over material things. Thank God that everyone is safe and I am more mindful that at the end of the day things fade away, and so do people but God will always be there.
On another note, of the same tone, one of my friends in Acadia, is Japanese. She is suicidal and I'm sure she was placed in my life for some reason, but right now all I'm trying to do and let her know that killing yourself over a guy that dumped you twice is not the solution. She would die and he would feel guilty, maybe a little, but then he'd move on and think of her as bragging rights, as in he is so good, a girl killed herself over him. He looks like the type. She said that she would do it during spring break... so I'm trying to keep her occupied to get her mind off of it, although it's not really working that well. She and I are gonna make Tiramisu so that should be fun.
Finally, I am enjoying my experience here, and I AM SO EXCITED TO BE IN CANADA. People don't understand my obsession with it. At least now I can check that on my list of things that I've done: studied in Canada. ^_^
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