At this moment, my life in Edmonton mainly exists in the University area. It's the magical time of the year where reading week is over and students everywhere are slammed with midterm after midterm. While some of my friends (the un-college bound ones) are out every weekend enjoying an active night life, my "days off" are spent at the local library. It truly is a blessed time to be a student. The seemingly ridiculous amount of readings/essays/projects/presentations/exams that I'm facing make me resent the U a little bit. Unfortunately, until this is over I'm stuck in this small part of the city.
My recently inflated cynicism about Edmonton has made me reflect a bit about the perception of the dead city. Deadmonton perfectly encapsulates all of the reasons that made me not so fond of the city in the first place. I looked back at my first block post which mainly stated that I never go into Edmonton if I can help it; I live in a bubble and I quite like it. No, it doesn't offer an exciting array of diversity, but my friends, family, and job are all here so at least I have something to do for the most part. The perception that there is nothing to do in Edmonton may be exaggerated, but that's not to say there isn't a bit of truth to it.
Right now what can I do in Edmonton? Read? Yes. Go out and explore? Of course not, but readings good enough right? I will say that this class has made me branch out and embrace the city more but I can't say I love Edmonton yet. Maybe I'll take my new found wisdom and learn to love it during the summer, where there is no hidden ice to sneak up on you as your rushing to class. I might just become an Edmontonian one day, so I may as well accept my fate and make the best of it.
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