Napoleon's Feet - a graduate student's step(s) between the sublime and the ridiculous

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Jul 15th, 2007 3:42:07 am - Subscribe

i spent weeks harping on how difficult this self-imposed transition will be, and how no one could possibly understand how conflicted i have been feeling about the move away. but good friends turned out to be the best friends ive ever had last night, when i was surprised with my first ever surprise party celebrating my moving away, with a packed house of nearly all of my favorite toronto people, most beloved musicians, a slide show that blew my mind, friends from afar, and a song about me performed/written by two of my besties. it was so moving - if i wasnt so surprised id have been bawling, as i know i will be the moment i actually realise im leaving the place where i came to be embraced (and embrace myself) as squirrelly. i dont think i could describe the night as anything less than absolutely perfect. i dont think ive ever felt so special in my conceivable memory, and it felt good to be shown that the people that i love here see this move as a positive thing, and that they will miss me as much as i know i will miss them.

my apartment is becoming increasingly sparse and the piles of boxes growing higher. today i watched a few episodes of scrubs and was reminded of the high debt all students invariably accrue throughout their studies. i didnt feel so bad anymore but still went online and obsessed about my student loan application.