The BIG MOVE

There it was, my whole life collected in the back of a medium sized mazda mpv . An assortment of boxes, pillows and life assets pressed as tight as could be against the light grey walls of the vehicle.This was it, this was the BIG move.

We departed for the ferry on the 820 that day, leaving the small town life of Gibsons...where everybody knew everybody. The drive was 4hrs long and it went by as quick as I can remember which isn’t saying much cause it takes me a while to remember things.
I’m not gonna lie to you but I was choked that I had to come to ubc “O” instead of the regular ubc in van. In my mind, it shouldn’t have been an “O”, it shoulda been a “U” for underachieving highschoolers who couldn’t make the jump to the big leagues. Anyways, enough about my rant....we went up early that week and when it was eventually the time for my parents to give up their child for 8 months of the year, it was preddy sad. It reminded me of an animal being set free after years in captivity, you didn’t know what would happen but u sure knew that animal was gonna get wasted drunk....LOL, wait.. wut?
- Jbrown