Well... we need to start from the beginning. I was born and raised on the east coast. Halifax, N.S. to be precise. I always knew deep down that I would eventually leave the nest and venture out. A few weeks after I turned 18, I was on a flight straight to Ottawa with two suitcases in tow. I spent four years in Ottawa studying Communications at Carleton University. Four years flew by and I met some of the greatest people.
This brings us up to four weeks ago when I packed my life into a U-Haul (with lots of help of course... I'm only little) and moved to Toronto. Toronto was always in the plan. It was only a matter of time. Since four years of school apparently wasn't enough, I'm doing a post-grad program in corporate communications and public relations at Centennial college. If this sounds like complaining, it's not. The program is such a good fit and my classmates are one hell of a group of people.
This brings us up to four weeks ago when I packed my life into a U-Haul (with lots of help of course... I'm only little) and moved to Toronto. Toronto was always in the plan. It was only a matter of time. Since four years of school apparently wasn't enough, I'm doing a post-grad program in corporate communications and public relations at Centennial college. If this sounds like complaining, it's not. The program is such a good fit and my classmates are one hell of a group of people.
Look at them! This was our Centennial corn roast, I know you're jealous your school didn't do this for your first week.
This blog is partly a school assignment and partly my own personal contributions. I think we'll just see how it turns out.
- JS
