Sign of Old Age

Despite being a somewhat ripe age of 22 years, I feel like time is flying.

It’s already the end of the 5th week of my final 30 weeks of school before my degree/diploma (but who’s counting?), and I can barely remember what’s happened so far.

I was reminded of how fast time flows when I was on Twitter last night watching several first-year CreComm students’ panicked and exasperated tweets. It reminded me of what a short time ago I was in their shoes — it was barely a year ago, but I remember it plain as day.

Now in my second year of CreComm,  I’m far more knowledgeable about my writing ability now, but back then…I scurried as much as they did yesterday (albeit, more in my mind than on Twitter). Those are memories that will probably last me for a while – a reminder of how much I can do when pushed.

In any case, the #CreComm tag last night was pretty entertaining and a little nostalgic, if it’s possible to be nostalgic for something that only happened a year ago. Some of those memories will stick with me for a while.

Between a ton of courses and a couple of jobs, my days keep speeding by. That said, I make sure to store my favorite memories. Despite the blur of second year so far, I already have some in mind.

No matter how busy you are, make sure to scrapbook some of your favourite experiences somewhere, too.

-Mike