Orientation

Simple enough. The day to meet the program organizer and anyone else starting this term with me. The slew of people that I expected to meet was nothing more than one other girl. She was in the exact same situation as me, and a university grad as well. Alicia. Smart, cute, and a hockey fan. *fist pump.* The other girl in my situation was a practical mirror image, even down to us having the same haircut. The keeper of my sanity.