Change.

Final exams of second semester are such a transition period.

I've been studying this same material for so long... especially this semester, it feels like forever. As I go through the material for a second (third, fourth, fifth) time, it's like replaying my semester in my head. While relearning about java programs, the method of undetermined coefficients, hypothesis testing, I'm inserting memories like Cheaton Cup, Tully formal, my birthday. I am convinced.. university is not about what you learn but about the experiences you have.. but that's a topic for another post.

Anyway, finals are very nostalgic. It's funny to remember struggling with this material and now it seems elementary almost (at least most of it). I guess that's a good sign for my finals.

But in a sense, finals are very scary (not just because they're worth a huge portion of your mark...). One by one you pass in your finals, crossing out your final to-do list, finally letting your brain let go of the information you squeezed in there. But with each paper you pass in, you become closer and closer to summer... and that's the scary part.

Last year, I had a fantastic summer. It was my first university (four month!!) summer. I had the best job ever, a summer supervisor at a recreation department. I also got to work with one of my best friends, and the other staff were all so great. We had a really successful summer and a lot of kids enjoyed our programs. I also loved being at home for four months, hanging with my family, going to the beach, reading books for fun. It was excellent.

Then I came back to Acadia and started living this dream again. This has been a fantastic year and about a gazillion times busier than last.. curling, house president, SRC... it's been great, but a full plate for sure.

Now I have to start scraping things off my plate... and it scares me.

No more SRC (at least for now). No more house president. No more anatomy, differential equations, the lot. No more Tully. No more friends by me...

I'm going to work at the happiest place on Earth. I'm so so excited but oh so scared.

The thing about change though is you can always count on it. I'm lucky to always be able to count on God too. He's pretty much the definition of consistency. I know He's gone ahead of me and He knows what's going to happen. That's a really soothing thought.

I also know that no matter what changes happen, my friends and family will be at my side.. at least figuratively. I know I can always count on my friends for good laughs, but also to be there in the good times and bad. I am so lucky to have some really fantastic people in my life and I know I often forget to tell/show them this, I am very appreciative for their impacts on my life.

So these few days are kinda weird as I study study study, pack up my room, pack up my memories, say goodbye to friends for four months.. and bring on the biggest adventure of my life. Here goes.