The Next Step: New York City

It’s true, life is constantly changing, evolving, and even surprising at times. It’s also true that if we are not careful, life may simply pass us by. Having graduated university only around 10 days ago, I have realized how fast life simply happens. We work so hard to make it through the day or the week, we constantly dream of lives and people we want to become, but we don’t stop and listen as often as we should. I have always been infatuated with the hustle and bustle of New York City. Its never ending energy, passion, and its diversity. I had always dreamed of living in the city at some point in my life. Now at 21, I had the opportunity to attend the Summer Publishing Institute Graduate summer course at NYU for the summer. With a one way ticket to New York I’m ready to engage, learn, and simply live the New York City life. This is just the beginning of my long new adventure into the unknown. The future is over-rated. Who knows what can happen in a few months time! But in the meantime,  it’s time to live in the moment because if we don’t, the right moment might just pass us by.

Today, I write to you from Struptown coffee shop. A popular coffee shop that’s bustling with laughter and people’s conversations. I can hardly believe I’m sitting here, in the city that I have admired for so long and that has inspired so many people, including my self. Today I’m here to fight for the dream of someday working in magazine journalism. Although I know it won’t be easy, there is nothing worst than not even giving it a try. Honestly, if no one had dreams and the eagerness to achieve them, life wouldn’t be half as exciting as it is.

I will keep writing from the city all summer long. Stay tuned for more adventures, travels, and just my everyday thoughts on this magical city. This is my next adventure. Here goes nothing!

– Astrid



Four years after. These four years were probably the most exciting, nerve-wrecking, difficult, challenging, and yet the “best years of my life.” They weren’t perfect. There were highs and lows, fights and apologies, love and laughter, and so much more in between. At times it feels as though I’m the same person as I was four years ago when I left my parents home to find myself and who I wanted to be half-way across the world. But then I think again and it it feels like a lifetime ago. Although it may not feel like we are all grown up, we (the class of 2010 and now 2014) truly have grown up together.

I graduated from the University of British Columbia last wednesday as part of the Class of 2014. I couldn’t have been more happy, and proud, to have graduated from such an accredited university, while simultaneously living in one of the most breathtaking and most livable cities of today. I’m truly grateful for the opportunity to have spent the last four years here.

On the big day I was nervous and shaking. I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that I was finally graduating university – and much less that I would soon be off to my next adventure. With the sun shining in Vancouver (a rare occasion for this side of the world), the ceremony came and went. As I walked on stage to receive my diploma it felt surreal – it was the culmination of four years of living, endless homework readings and paper writing, and now it was all coming to an end. The chancellor admitted as alumni of UBC, and it was all over. I had graduated. Of course, before we all walked out to hug family and friends, I looked up, took off my black cap and threw it in the sky. Yes, I had graduated!