New People, New Place, New Adventures!

My first year at Georgian flew by and into my second year I sprinted. Mid summer after my first year I moved out of the house with friends and moved into a house that began as acquaintances, into close friends, into pretty much mortal enemies.

The day came and my family and old roomies helped me move to the new house, what an event that was. It took about 3 or 4 trips with the truck full to the brim but I moved in with new people and began the adventure that I call my second year of college.

My life went from all school all the time to running to be on the SAC and just making it to the majority of my classes but not attending them for the full 3 hour lectures. Classes became some what of a nuisance when I found I could be out doing something better. Instead of classes a lot of the time I actually found myself eating sushi with friends. Good ole Aji Sai became a common hangout for our group.

First experience I had with sushi was the funniest and most embarrassing restaurant experience in my life. Everyone there had been for sushi before and knew how to use chopsticks, etc. It was a definite stepping stone for this girl, now i`m pretty decent at handling the chopsticks.

On top of being out of class for lunch I just gained more friends and began to want to hang out with people more while still getting the assignments and readings done. Along with being in a new house and making new friends I also lost the person that got me through a lot of my highschool and postsecondary education.

The friends I made stood by me when the guy I was on and off with for 5 years left for good. I was lead on for many years and had my heart ripped out and stomped on about a million times. It was one of the hardest things that I have dealt with. I tried to not dwell on the situation and make it through the year. This situation never did go away though. I spent time with friends and tried to stay busy but those feelings take a long time to pass.

I was slightly depressed about the situation for a while and it wasn`t until I became close with one of my guy friends that got me through the situation and allowed me to become myself again.

By this time the first semester was coming to an end and I was beginning to work at my second co-op placement and was busy all the time while still keeping in touch with all.

Third semester of the second year was fast approaching and the comfort level in this house was seriously decreasing and the friendships were slowly diminishing. The people you thought would be there forever turn their back and then what...