Tussock is a venue such that the cashier knows you love long black coffee without sugar or milk alongside the occasional kombucha, and that even though he can’t remember your name, he knows your face. You don’t get that at UNLV. Droves of people flock upon Starbucks, Taco Bell, Panda Express and the other multitude of fast food at UNLV--there's no homemade food. Meanwhile, Tussock has a plethora of hot meal options, and even vegan options sometimes. Maybe it’s just me, but I’d much rather support local joints than chain restaurants.
This past month has zoomed in on my life as a student. I’ve completed assignment after assignment, and I’ve learned so much. Working with a group in my Creative Processes class has been so rewarding. This past Friday we did our end of the year, public showcase as a class, and our group went first. Essentially, we had to make a mixed media play, and as an English major, I was wholly unprepared for it, so seeing it come together from backstage and playing my rented flute in it was really fulfilling and provided me with much needed closure for that just amazing class.
While being here, I've become immersed in a creative world, and I have seen films I would have never seen had it not been for some influences from fellow students. I've fallen in love with Audrey Hepburn, Wes Anderson, and Woody Allen because of some classmates who told me to watch them. I've also been re-awakened to the Australian singers Angus & Julia Stone and the band Cat Power from acquaintances. This is all partially because Massey, and Wellington in general, is so close-knit that I have had numerous intimate conversations with people, and I have gotten to know them on a level I wouldn't have otherwise had I just seen them passing by in a lecture hall. Back at UNLV, I am in the Honors College, and as a result, my classes are no larger than 25 students, but I still know that I'll miss the smallness. I don't know what it is that makes Massey tick, and I wish to take a bit of that back with me.
Maybe one day, when I'm back home, I'll realize that a part of my soul has stayed here. I'll always have a bit of me residing in my second home, Wellington, New Zealand.