Finally I got some time to post something... Last couple of days have been hectic, chaotic, etc (continue with adjectives nearing to panic decription). The thing is: after coming back from Madrid, from a peaceful, art-filled weekend in Madrid, I had to get moving! I was leaving in 1 week! Leaving, as in, packing up all my things in a suitcase and not knowing exactly when I would be back to see my family again.
Yes, I have been doing some posts where I let my alter-egos go on (the surfers one) or analyse books and movies, or just write non-sense ( or what doens't seem non-sense at the time but afterwards does). Now, I am quite serious: this is what is happening to me.
I packed all my clothes yesterday. I needed my Mom to help me, and my sister. I thought I would panic a bit about that: overweight and all unfortunate events related to suitcases. That was untill I saw, on the Internet, this:
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THINGS TO BRING ( SFU Residence)
What you will need:
A telephone • - even if you plan to use your cell phone you will
need a phone to access security and, in many residences, to
buzz people into your building.
Linens and pillows • (your mattress is provided.)
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A telephone.
As a background to this, let me just say that this week I found out about American plugs (yes, I am Europocentric, not by choice, by circunstance) and how they were connected to a voltage. That means, have to buy everything new there, except for my laptop and camera. Ok, Fine with that. A telephone? I come from a country where we don't even buy telephones! you buy t with phone company subscription! A telephone? Ok, I guess I will have to find that.
your mattress is provided
Thank you, at least... And a pillow, no? Oh, well, they are taking us shopping for essentials in the first day - hopefully I won't need to sleep on my coat.
Now for the rest...
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Thing you may want to bring:
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Cleaning supplies • ?
Clothes hangers •???
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Desk lamp •?????????????????
(...)
Laundry detergent •?????????? (As if paying for the laundry machines was not enough!)
(...)
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These are just a few examples of my astonishment. I know this is pherhaps a regular Univeristy thing. But the fact is: it wasn't like this in Norway. Residence at the college was designed for people getting there from huge distances with very little stuff with them. THIS is designed for people who are dropped and helped by their own parents in big american cars. I can do it on my own, but still... I can't carry all this things! And knowing I don't have a whole house packed in my suitcase, makes me feel unsure about my first times there.
I am not exactly scared. I think I might even be OK with the classes. I am just realising that, besides having to cross the Ocean and get to the right places on time, I will have to get myself together and live all alone in a very strange place, for a while, untill I learn my way around. No roomies, no House Mentor, no Clothing Store, no Uncle Tom's Cabin, no Cleaning Day or changing bed linen. Now it sounds like I am scared. but it is just me realising how well taken care of we were in that college. How easy and nice it was.
Well, on a positive note. That is the challenge. Key word in fact. I will be doing this on my own ,and enjoying it I bet. It is the kind of trip that puts butterflies in my stomach (yes, like the ones you get when you are in love). I have everything planed, what can go wrong? Not much, really. With all the intense socialising plan they have for the first week... the "living alone" thing won't be that lonely.
I'm young and alive - watch out American Continent, here I go!
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