Fly Girl

So this whole crazy idea of mine to move to Calgary and go to school at Mount Royal University started last October, when I had a dream I was a big deal sports agent. Hating life at U of M I decided to pursue it, and fast forward 10 months, stressing out, tears, laughter and 3 trips to track down my transcripts, here I sit. A student in the Mount Royal Bachelor of Business Sport and Recreation program!
My how fast 10 months can go.


After a week long of send offs, lots of tears and saying see you soon to people it was just the open road and my mom in my 2001 Honda CRV on September 3 on a 13 hour drive to this crazy town called Calgary. There was nothing easy about saying see you soon (I will never say goodbye, its way too permanent!) to everyone. More tears were shed last week then I think I have ever shed in my life, and there were moments when I thought, should I really be doing this, is this right for me? But there was always a driving force in the back of my mind saying, yes this is the right thing for you.


My mom spent 4 days here helping me get all settled, we spent about 6 hours in IKEA and lots of time in other malls, however as they say all good things must come to an end and before I knew it she had to go back home. It was the hardest thing I've ever had to do seeing her off at the airport, knowing that this was all real, and I was really going to go through with this. I spent 2 full days balling my eyes house, really doubting myself and doubting this whole thing. I thought that this was just a stupid idea I had.. The only people I knew here were my cousins and that was it, I have never felt more lonely and alone then I did Tuesday night.


However all my doubts were diminished today when I stepped foot into my first class. 'The Entrepreneurship Experience' It was within 4 minutes of sitting in that class when I knew that this whole thing was right for me, and that I was in my element. My smile began to widen just a slight bit. Well that smile grew into something bigger when I stepped first into my next class and my professor took the time to go around the room and ask every student our name and favorite NHL team. It was at that moment when the slight smile I had on my face turned into a SAY CHEESE grin. I sat in that class and talked to other people in the same boat as I, many of who had travelled further then I had to be sitting in that class. As I got up from my second and final class of the day and walked outside I saw the campus in a new light, I felt at home. I realized that this whole crazy idea I had was not so crazy after all and maybe just maybe it was a brilliant idea.


As hard as it was and still is living away from home, I have very minimal doubts now that this is wrong for me. I know now that I am here for a reason and that that dream I had from not a dream but a little tap on the shoulder from god. I've learned lots about myself in the short time I've been here, but one of the most important things I've learned is that you can't live your life for other people, life is so short and you only get one life, you gotta live it to the fullest, and most importantly you gotta live it for you!


-thisismyrevelation


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