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Behind you ...all your memories. Before you ... all your dreams. Around you ... all who love you. Within you ... all you need.

Unknown

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Keep your best wishes close to your heart and watch what happens

Tony Deliso

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Sushi Adventure

April 5, 2017

I went out for a wonderful sushi lunch today with Mabel and Dani. The semester is winding down, and exams are fast approaching! This week is the last week of classes and then it won’t be long.

I am not excited to pack all of my things up and move out, it seems like a lot of work. I cannot believe that we move out in less than a month. It feels like just yesterday when I think about move in day, though a lot has happened. 

So many wonderful memories were made in first year, there were some rough days, and some struggles, but all in all we survived so that’s something to be proud of! 

It’s nice to squeeze in a few more adventures before we all part ways for the summer, and what better way to celebrate all of our accomplishments than with all you can eat sushi!!! 

It will be sad to say goodbye to first year... but at the same time, I am quite excited to see if second year can top it. There will be more adventures in the years to come and I hope to have all of the wonderful friends I’ve made this year alongside me. 

Best of luck with the final month of the semester and with exams everyone! I have complete faith in us all. 

Make the most of these final days, Trent. 🎉

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Life throws challenges and every challenge comes with rainbows and lights to conquer it.

Amit Ray

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May the Odds be Ever in My Favour

April 1, 2017

I can’t breathe, I hate not knowing things, I hate sitting around waiting to see what the universe has painted for me; waiting for it to lift the sheet and reveal the final art project. It’s the worst feeling in the world - being uncertain. My stomach ties itself into hundreds of knots and butterflies sit perched upon them just waiting… will they flutter or will they be overwhelmed with merely fatigue from a failed attempt. I’ve been through this once before – opened an envelope to receive the news I thought was the end of the world, and look what good has come of it. How will I know if this time will be different; and if it is the same, will I be okay? Am I ready to stop my trying to capture this fire fly in a jar? Can I manage to be given guidance from something other than its light? Would I toss the towel in and accept that I lost the game, or is it only half-time, can I recover in the next period? My stomach is dancing, my eyes are dizzy, my feet are unsteady and I forget how to inhale a proper breath… overall, I’m fine, I’d say this is merely a healthy dose of what they call ‘terrified.’ I just want to help people, to hold their hand when they are old and sick, to rock them to sleep when they are newly born, to push them in a chair on wheels and tell them good news after a surgery… I want nothing more than to ask “apple sauce or yogurt?” when fixing a patient’s medications for them; I would crawl on my hands and knees looking for the cat she sees that isn’t there, and I would scribble my name in dry erase marker and finish with a smiley face. I was born to do this job, and I’ve fought so hard… April, will you be the month that makes or breaks me? I know the outcome is already decided, I know the universe thought this through and that whatever happens was surely meant to, and can’t be changed… but of all the pennies I’ve stepped over, I hope I get to pick this one up, and that it’s charged with a little luck and a lot of love. Welcome April, you month of life changing news, I’d shake your hand with confidence, if I wasn’t so afraid of you. So, here’s a smile I hope you won’t repay with tears. I’ve wished on every shooting star I’ve ever seen, and on my last how many birthday candles? I’ve always rolled the wrong number, chosen the wrong colour, and drew my finest artwork on the sidewalk before the rain, but this time… it can’t be the same. This time when I say I wished for it, I mean I worked for it, I mean there were tears of sadness, and of worry, and of discouragement; I mean there were happy smiles, and new faces, more books and a new place; I mean there were people who said It would surely work out and those who looked at me like I had an extra head… I mean there were days even I didn’t believe I could do it, and nights when counting sheep couldn’t wash away the images of failure… There were blue Mondays, and grey Sundays and Tuesdays I dreaded seeing… last minute cram sessions, cold coffee and warm hearts. I was surrounded by company that I loved, and some that brought my mood back down to zero… I learnt to light a fire underneath of myself and push myself to be better than I thought possible. I have proven that I don’t give up, even when I’m good and ready, and that I am resilient. Whether April hits hard like a hurricane or comes in peacefully like warm August winds, I will hold out open arms and embrace whichever outcome the stars have chosen for my future. No one cross their fingers, no one hold your breath, it’s already been decided and now my friends, my family, my supporters, and those with their doubts, it’s a waiting game…

It won’t be long now Trent...

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Photography of our Beautiful Campus

March 3, 2017

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April Flowers

March 24, 2017

The sun shines through my window

as I start counting calendar days.

One more month until it all

Tastes bittersweet.

Leaving behind so many memories –

So many secrets etched into these walls,

And memories left to haunt the halls.

A vacant set of couches,

And the walls stripped bare.

I’ll be gone, and you’ll still be there.

Flowers blossom on my lips

And raindrops dance in my eyes.

I smile as I turn my back,

On the anxieties of the beginning…

It fades at the thought of the end.

This year all the showers come in May –

Flooding life into the roots of

the flowers of April;

Dripping over the petals of reflection,

Saturating the soil in which more will grow.

I dress in the very same outfit as the first day

And I carry the last box –

A flower pot so small inside.

The rain starts falling onto the car windshield,

And you wave goodbye from your window.

It won’t be long until we’ve planted new seeds;

April flowers need May showers.

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It's not the future you're afraid of, it's repeating the past that makes you anxious.

Unknown

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In the Name of Love 

February 14, 2017

Happy Anti-Valentines Day from your average bunch of kids protesting a day of commercialism and making single people pity themselves. The fact that we hate Valentines day won’t be sugar coated (except in the form of FroYo). While all of you lovely people are out there in red & pink, and flattering each other with roses and cute teddy bears, you can catch the living room crew dressed head to toe in black. We apparently only have a soft spot for frozen yogurt, though we did freeze after heading out and back into the snow.

I’m so glad I found people who understand me like you guys do, couldn’t have found a better bunch or adventurers. Thanks for the memories! (Ft. Evian and Dani, as well as Mabel and Unicorn who didn’t want to get in the photo).

February 14th should not be a day to show someone you love them...

Love each other everyday, Trent. 💖

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Scared is what you're feeling. Brave is what you're doing.

Emma Donoguhue

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Someday...

February 22, 2017

I wrote it down on a list of things I had to do someday… Someday, meaning a day in the future. Every day I said “someday,” and then one day, I had a date. A date, that was still a long way from the present one… Slowly, life carried on, the date in the back of my mind, Until one night I went to bed saying, “tomorrow,” And woke up saying “today.” Next thing I knew it wasn’t Wednesday anymore – It was someday.

Meeting your hero is something you don’t think Will ever actually happen. Who truly believes they will meet inspiration? I never would’ve believed you if you told me about today… I would’ve just gone to sleep and kept dreaming. She took a black marker and wrote a few words in my book, And they are words I could live off for the rest of my life.

Someday, I will look back on today and wonder Why I ever called it ‘someday.’ One by one, I plan to turn all the 'somedays,' into 'todays,' and then into 'yesterdays,' and photographs... Someday, meaning a day in the future, I will remember, just barely, a memory of this, And question if it truly did occur.

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I met Margaret Atwood today with my very best friends, Brendan and Bryn. It was so incredible standing in front of the woman who has shaped me through her words. Atwood’s incredible work has helped me through so much; being able to escape into one of her created realities and forget about the one I’m currently living is a blessing sometimes. I always said someday, and someday came. This dream can be checked off my bucket list - what an amazing experience.

Turn all those ‘somedays’ into ‘todays,’ Trent.

#margaret atwood #author #best #bestfriends

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Home Sweet Home

September 2016-April 2017

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A Little Party Never Killed Nobody...

January 15, 2017

A lovely evening spent with all the best. I am so thankful to have found, in such short time, such a great group of friends. Each day, they continue to surprise me with all of their crazy characteristics, and new jokes. Its been hard not having all my friends from back home around me everyday, but these guys have definitely made it easier. 

Love you guys so much, thanks for helping me celebrate my 19th. I can’t think of any way I would’ve rather spent my evening. Also Special shout out to Unicorn for hauling it all that way just to come out to dinner with us. I love my Trent family. 

You all dress up nice, by the way! 😉

Keep your friends close, Trent. 💖

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This is where it all begins. Everything starts here, today.

David Nicholls

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3...2...1...2017!

December 31/ January 1, 2017

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Good Ol’ Fashioned Family Christmas

December 25, 2016

“Nobody’s walking out on this fun old fashioned family Christmas.” -Clark Griswold 

...and so no one did. With the snow piled high and the hill ready for sledding we made the most of Christmas this year. It was so lovely to have our family from Australia home this year, and to show them what a white Christmas looks like (for real this time).

UPDATE: Santa Claus did come, though we are still wondering why... were any of us actually good?

Christmas morning started with so many smiles as we all opened our stockings, I think Nina really got into the excitement this year - and we are all thankful to have gotten to share in those memories with her. Stockings aside, it was time to rip and tear. Who cares what name is on the gift tag, right Nina? In fact we might as well take a pen and scribble out all the names...

I couldn’t count the number of Minnie Mouses Nina got for Christmas, but they just kept coming. Maddie and Robyn spent the day tracking their steps with their fancy new FitBits and of course I captured it all in many hundreds of photos (I got the camera I wanted!!).

After presents there was of course the family breakfast and then we all went out to play in the snow for a winter walk!! Nina learned that maybe belly sliding into fluffy snow like a penguin wasn’t a good idea (see photo of her being carried back up the hill). 

To end off the night their was a moose sighting, though if you look a bit closer you may notice the moose is Eva; what a good sport. I don’t know about everyone else, but our family had the best Christmas ever!!! 

I hope Santa was good to you Trent. 

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Santa Claus Comes Tonight

December 24, 2016

T’was the night before Christmas when all through the house not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care and we were all hoping Santa would soon be there...

It’s Christmas Eve in Huntsville again, and this year we have little Nina also hoping that Santa makes an appearance. The dough for the cinnamon buns was prepared in the same ooey gooey way it is every year on this day, the corner of the counter was pile high with tins full of sugary treats, and everyone’s cheeks were rosy from winter air; and a smile decorated them. 

When dusk finally came, Nina, dressed in her Christmas Eve pyjamas, helped us sprinkle the lawn with reindeer food, and she set milk and cookies out for Santa (after eating one). 

With the house still smelling like warm cinnamon buns we all went to bed, anticipating that Santa would make a visit. Certainly he would, after all, the “Santa please stop here” sign was in place on the front lawn. 

Hope you were good all year Trent.  

Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night. 

#christmas #eve #santa