Ariel StrasserBlog

Dear First Year Me

I remember my move-in day five years ago (yes, I’m that old)…

It didn’t hit me that I was moving out for good. I was excited, nervous, happy, and sad all at the same time. The entire 3 hour drive from my hometown to McMaster I cried in the back seat of my parents van; filled with boxes, totes, and stuffed animals. Leaving home also meant starting a long-term long distance relationship with my boyfriend. And we’re still together.


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