SOB: Who am I? - Vance Joy
After many quiet months, I'M ALIVE. As many of you know I moved to BC, and had the best year yet. Though, unfortunately, my photography had to take a back seat for a while as I put my focus towards other things. (Volleyball, school.. Blarney Stone..)
My first couple of weeks in BC were probably the scariest of my life. I was completely alone in a new house, in charge of my own groceries, and my own laundry. (Crazy.. I know) I knew a total of 3 people in the entire province.
I remember doing things to keep myself occupied. Paint with nail polish since I didn't have paint, bake new recipes, go for hikes..etc. Until finally, training started. I would finally have people that I knew! Being an introvert, I was shy and hung out behind the scenes for the first bit. I remember walking into the gym for the first time and feeling out of place and intimidated by all the great athletes surrounding me. I knew I had to prove myself, being an "outsider from Alberta" entering the team.
I was standing in the gym, sweaty, and so nervous I thought I was going to pass out. Then, a friendly face came running over. I remember her first words even to this day: "Hi! I'm Danae." The huge smile on her face was enough to make even Donald Trump feel warm inside. (Sorry to any Donald Trump supporters) From that exact second, I knew she was going to be my friend.
Eventually, the year went on and I survived. I became part of the best team I have ever been apart of, found some cool new people at my school, and discovered my favourite pub. (And live band)
Danae: Thank you for making me feel welcome from day 1. Thanks for being a stellar pal and making sure I knew when all the busses were running and teaching me how to get around the big scary city of Vancouver. Thanks for inviting me over and making me some killer Alphagetti and quesadillas. Thanks for being my "buddy". Thanks for being absolutely hilarious and my for being my fellow hippie. Thanks for being the tall to my small. Lastly, thanks for making me feel like everything would be OK even if i was so sure it wouldn't be.
Something really important I learned this last year of my life is this: DO IT. You want to be an astronaut? DO IT. You want to be a New York fashion photographer? DO IT. You want to go to kits beach everyday of your damn life? DO IT. You want to move to a brand new province for a sport? DO IT. There is nothing holding you back. People these days come up with so many different excuses: "Oh, I have too many responsibilities" or "I don't have enough money". FIND A WAY. Live life to the fullest. Make experiences, make memories, make laughter, make dreams. Dance till the stupid hours of the morning, fall in love, scream at the top of your lungs, sing "Jessies Girl" until you physically can't anymore.
Once you're standing on the edge of the cliff, all thats left is to jump.
Happy Tuesday,
Abby
After many quiet months, I'M ALIVE. As many of you know I moved to BC, and had the best year yet. Though, unfortunately, my photography had to take a back seat for a while as I put my focus towards other things. (Volleyball, school.. Blarney Stone..)
My first couple of weeks in BC were probably the scariest of my life. I was completely alone in a new house, in charge of my own groceries, and my own laundry. (Crazy.. I know) I knew a total of 3 people in the entire province.
I remember doing things to keep myself occupied. Paint with nail polish since I didn't have paint, bake new recipes, go for hikes..etc. Until finally, training started. I would finally have people that I knew! Being an introvert, I was shy and hung out behind the scenes for the first bit. I remember walking into the gym for the first time and feeling out of place and intimidated by all the great athletes surrounding me. I knew I had to prove myself, being an "outsider from Alberta" entering the team.
I was standing in the gym, sweaty, and so nervous I thought I was going to pass out. Then, a friendly face came running over. I remember her first words even to this day: "Hi! I'm Danae." The huge smile on her face was enough to make even Donald Trump feel warm inside. (Sorry to any Donald Trump supporters) From that exact second, I knew she was going to be my friend.
Eventually, the year went on and I survived. I became part of the best team I have ever been apart of, found some cool new people at my school, and discovered my favourite pub. (And live band)
Danae: Thank you for making me feel welcome from day 1. Thanks for being a stellar pal and making sure I knew when all the busses were running and teaching me how to get around the big scary city of Vancouver. Thanks for inviting me over and making me some killer Alphagetti and quesadillas. Thanks for being my "buddy". Thanks for being absolutely hilarious and my for being my fellow hippie. Thanks for being the tall to my small. Lastly, thanks for making me feel like everything would be OK even if i was so sure it wouldn't be.
Something really important I learned this last year of my life is this: DO IT. You want to be an astronaut? DO IT. You want to be a New York fashion photographer? DO IT. You want to go to kits beach everyday of your damn life? DO IT. You want to move to a brand new province for a sport? DO IT. There is nothing holding you back. People these days come up with so many different excuses: "Oh, I have too many responsibilities" or "I don't have enough money". FIND A WAY. Live life to the fullest. Make experiences, make memories, make laughter, make dreams. Dance till the stupid hours of the morning, fall in love, scream at the top of your lungs, sing "Jessies Girl" until you physically can't anymore.
Once you're standing on the edge of the cliff, all thats left is to jump.
Happy Tuesday,
Abby