Sometimes I wish you were older and that I was still in sixth grade. Sigh. The biggest thing I had to worry about in sixth grade was EQAO and that doesn’t even matter as much! You don’t even get marked for it!!! (unless you have that teacher that goes, well I have spent time to mark it so it is going to be on your report card, honey). In university, every test, assignment, and exam evokes anxiety and we get REAL MARKS for it. If only you were older, then you could have gone to university first and told me what it was like.
See, I am what this university considers a “first generation student,” which means that I am the first person in our family to go to university in Canada. You don’t have to worry about any of it, if you need help you can ask me. I had to figure it out all on my own.
It took me forever to even choose the university I wanted to go to! Mom and dad were little help, they did not understand the system here in Canada, so when I asked them what an undergrad was, all I got back was “oh no you don’t need to do that, you already graduated high school.” Wait…what? Turns out you have to do an undergrad to become a doctor, and this undergrad could be a degree in anything, not just in something that has to do with the medical field.
I am in no ways sure what to do with my life, though, there is a whole lot of stuff to figure out still! The moral of the story is, however, forget about what the world says, you pick something you like and be passionate about it. Just jump on, wrap your hands around it and whatever happens don’t let go (I hate it when you do that to me, I’d rather you put all that energy here), because let me tell you, being a rock star is cool and all, but you are going to miss out on a lot if you don’t go to university.