just jaime

I don't know if it's odd that I don't really tell people about the fact that I'm leaving for exchange. I only started out telling a few friends what I was doing (or trying to do) because if I had been rejected, I would have had to tell everyone I didn't get in. When I got nominated by SFU, I used the same reasoning. "I got nominated, but I haven't been accepted by my host uni yet!" When I got accepted I said, "Well, what if for some reason my student visa doesn't work out and then I'm not allowed to study there?" -- my student visa has been recently approved, by the way, so that's good news. When I got automatically enrolled in the Formal Exchange Program (FEP) and people asked me about course selection I deflected and asked them what courses they were planning on doing instead of talking about me.  When  I was told my leave of absence of work had been approved,  some coworkers started asking questions and I almost felt...

It's kind of funny that this was the first thing I thought of to be the title because I used this as part of my senior quote back in high school. The reason why I used this quote then was because we were leaving a safe (for the most part, anyways) community and entering into a new part of our lives. Fast forward a few years and I'm using it again, but this time for a different kind of adventure! After a long, arduous process (which, to be fair, was enjoyable at times) I've been officially accepted to go on exchange! Yessiree, you read right, your girl is leaving Canada next semester and travelling to an exotic land known as: the Netherlands. The land of tulips, windmills, and cheese. As a part of SFU's Exchange Program, I will be spending my Spring semester (from January to July) in a city called Maastricht where I will be attending Maastricht University (UM) and taking courses from the Faculty of Arts and Social Sciences (FASoS)! During this whole process, I had ...