So this is it, folks, I’m done my physical time at Ryerson University and on Thursday I leave for London, England to start my internship at CBC’s foreign bureau. I had mixed feelings leaving the Ryersonian newsroom on Friday for the last time, emptying my locker and biking home along a route I know every pothole of. I’ve been in school for the past 18 years, at Ryerson for four and a half and now here it is, the next chapter we always talk and dream about, but are so scared to begin.
My beginning will be in Saint John, New Brunswick where I’ll be working as a reporter for the summer at the Telegraph-Journal. And then, we’ll see where the wind carries me. For now, I’m searching for a place to live in N.B. so if you know of anyone… hook a journo up!
Some J-School Firsts (Memories):
-one of our first assignments in first-year reporting was to write our lab partner’s obituary
-my first experience doing ‘streeters’ (aka. getting the peoples’ voice) was with a swollen face and a foggy brain: I’d just had my wisdom teeth removed
-the rush of pride when one of my photographs (that I took with my dinky little point-and-shoot) was printed on the front-page of the Ryersonian
-one of my first paid writing gigs: a 1,000-word feature about urban games pared down to 500 words for Spacing Magazine. Grand total? $50.
-going on exchange to India… and covering a fire in Mumbai, this probably takes the cake.
I’ll leave you with a couple humorous photos that I took this semester for the Ryersonian…

Depending on what type of food gets put into the creature's mouth (hot sauce, chocolate, yogurt, etc.), different poo designs are reflected on the wall behind it. (Otiena Ellwand)

This is a side-view of "Skitts and his Rainbow." The project was designed by Lilian Chow, a third-year image arts student at Ryerson. (Otiena Ellwand)
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