It's hard to believe I only have a few weeks left of classes for my first year at my second university. Come this summer it will have been six years since I graduated high school. It feels so far away now. Still applying for summer jobs. With any luck I'll finally get one this year. It will at least be easier since I won't be transitioning between universities and therefore will be able to show proof of enrollment.
It's been an interesting year. I've still been a bit more reclusive than I wanted to, but old habits die hard. At least Toastmaster's has been helping with breaking out of my shell. My confidence in presenting myself in front of other people has been improving. It still needs work, but I'm not finished yet.
I'm getting bored of just cooking for myself. I'm also getting too many packaged meals. I have gotten things like frozen vegetables and fresh meat from the grocery store, but most of it comes in a box or a can that I just need to put in the oven or the microwave. I've also been drinking too much pop. I won't be surprised if I've gotten fatter.
I still enjoyed my time here though and I'm still getting used to the French environment. I'll probably apply for a different residence next year, or at least a bigger space. Not to say I hate my room. I think it's a decent sized place, but I could use more personal space. There's also a funny smell coming from somewhere and I'm not sure where. It doesn't help that my room is almost directly across from the kitchen so all the odors from there seep under my door. That's why I usually have my window open to air things out.
I've had a good time, met some new people, and who knows? I might even find a girlfriend. I don't regret coming here. Sure, I'm the language minority here, but that just gives me more reason to improve my French.
Thanks for reading.