How My First Week Went as an International Student

Howdy! Today’s Friday and I have no class. Yay!

Basically, my class schedule consists 2 days per week. Not bad? Actually, it’s shitload crazy. I’m overwhelmed by all the homework given to us already. I have an Accounting class and we discussed the first chapter in an hour. Crazy because back in the Philippines, it would have taken the teacher at least a week to finish it. I totally understand though because I’m on the Post-Degree Program and the lessons tend to be in a fast-paced manner and students are expected to have a background about the lessons already. But I’m just studying again after 4 years, maybe? So my mind is a little rusty at the moment trying to figure out what income statements and balance sheets are.

Overall, I am happy and excited to be back in school. All of my classmates are international student as well which is great because all of us are going through the same thing. My school has been very helpful from the orientation day to the day of our classes. I’ve never felt this pampered by my past school, so I have high hopes for my future experiences here.

Also, students are encouraged to participate in volunteer programs. I’ve never done that, but since I love doing things that scare me, I signed up for it. And guess what? Your girl is going to a Spring Festival tomorrow to volunteer. I have no one with me tomorrow but myself. I have no idea what will happen but it can’t kill me for sure to try, right? You cannot be shy in this country! Well, because everyone is basically super FRIENDLY. Canadians are very nice people. It’s true what they say that Canadians will say sorry if you accidentally step on their foot. Crazy kind people.

Everything is still overwhelming at this point in time. I am still trying to process almost every second because everything seems to be happening all at once. Sometimes, I find myself trying so hard to keep up with the situations. I love everything about my Canada experience, but sometimes it scares me that I tend to question myself if I’m really capable of surviving this kind of life. But I know I can. I know I’ll get the hang of it. No one’s in a hurry, right?

Advertisements

Share Your Thoughts

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s