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Thursday, November 24, 2011

Post #34!!!!

I love November! For my birthday week, we began the celebrations on Monday night. Alice, Shahida and I went to dinner in Kensington at a restaurant called Sopranos. It was yummy Italian food.



No, it wasn't cake, but Apple pie will do...for now.


The waiter found out it was my birthday so he came back with 3 shots of something on the house! I let the girls split mine.

It was a great night to start of the birthday festivities!

Here is me on my birthday! Notice the new jumper/shirt/scarf. A present to me, from me.

Shahida and I got pedi's after class.


The colour I chose is called 'Smoking Hot'

That night Alyssa and Kerry-Ann and I went into Central for a little shopping and dinner.

The Sherlock Holmes Pub and Restaurant


Sorry about the fuzzy picture, Sherlock is in the background there.


Sorry, blurry is all I have.

Man! This was so cool! I wish it was in focus.








When I moved here, I brought one insecurity with me. Going back to school in my thirties. Luckily, you wouldn't know how old I am by looking at me. Also, in my head, age doesn't matter. I don't think it's ever mattered to me when meeting someone or being friends with someone. When I first came over, I noticed that there were 3 popular questions everyone asked.

1. Where are you from?

2. How old are you?

3. What is your major?

It both surprised and bothered me that age was a factor of getting to know somebody. Why should it matter? I'm not just saying that because I am older than most, even when I was younger, I never thought to ask anyone their age when I first met them. There is a small group of students that now know my true identity and it is from telling them, that I realize most kids their age can't handle having an older person among them. There were2 friends, that I was ready to write off after telling them my age and having them react so badly. One of my first emails home, was to mom telling her how it hurt my feelings to have such a reaction to something that seems so insignificant. Just because I'm older does not make mean I don't have feelings that can be squashed. I'm not ashamed of my age and I wouldn't mind telling more people, but I've learned it's best for them to think I'm in my 20's.

All I know is, this is where I'm suppose to be in life. There is no doubt in my mind about the decision to move over here. I love it here! Best decision I ever made!

Thank you to all for the birthday cards and wishes!


Susan "from a dorm room, to a geriatric home" B.


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