My parents convinced me to take one year of high school 2.0 at my local university to “figure myself out.” At first, I resented it, but that year just going to class and going back home with everyone from high school inspired me to get my life together.
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But in my second year, my roommate and I decided we wanted to a) break free from needing to interact with other humans at parties and b) be self-sufficient and mature adults.
Two years ago, in 2016, I was given the chance to start my bachelor degree at UBC, and I really thought I was in control — and I was mad at my family and friends for telling me otherwise.
Once I looked down at my notes for a minute too long « Bon matin, Zak! C’est déjà l’après midi, you know, we’re all awake! » he’d rattle off.
I did the complete opposite of what students are supposed to do in their first year. I didn’t get involved on campus, never raised my hand in classes and tried my best to just disappear.
If you don’t live on campus and are driving, here is tip number 1: figure out where you’re parking your car to avoid walking back to a $45 ticket on your first day.
As students that spend most of our time navigating campus with a tiny screen shoved in our face, it's hard to go without seeing all of the emerging ways in which bodies are presented through social media.
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