I’m taking a two-day photography class through the Vancouver School Board and had my first session this past Saturday. Thought it was time to catch up on all the knowledge that’s abandoned me since I first started out years ago, although I’ve always been amateur at best. We played around with shutter speeds, I learned a few new things about the Canon Rebel XT that I use.

No matter how many years have passed, visiting a secondary school always gives me a weird feeling. They all smell the same. Memories of having to use a locker, the long hallways and bright fluorescent lights, the open desks that are constantly filled with garbage, projectors, balls and sneakers squeaking across a gymnasium floor, and dealing with teachers and principals come flooding through. I think that weird feeling comes from a place where when you walk through those doors again after you’ve long graduated, you feel older and perhaps more mature on the surface – but deep down we all remain juvenile in many ways. Most of us still struggle with friends, relationships, confidence and authority as we did in high school, but as we grow older we develop better ways of coping and masking our fears.

Can’t wait until next Saturday!