1 down, 2 to go!
I can honestly say that this semester has been one of my exciting, yet most emotion-filled, ones yet. If you would have asked me to predict this post in August, my former would have been turned over all the wrong Tarot cards. I would have guessed it would be pretty stagnant—I’d have the same friends, same fun, and same ‘What was I thinking?’ moments.
I got much more than I bargained for, and I’m not having buyer’s remorse. I’ve had a zillion ups, and honestly, about one down. I used to hate change—but now I realize that my opinions about change were entirely inaccurate. I hated change when I wasn’t certain about the future. Sure, I would have been satisfied being a journalist, but I never felt butterflies. I was comfortable, but something was missing. And now I’m nervous, but excited. I love the fact that I’m in a career where my limits will constantly be tested. Where I can continually strive to be better. Where I will never, ever stop learning.
I’ve also learned alot about myself this semester. I learned that I can fight for myself, but I might not always win. And, ultimately, it’s a hard lesson to learn—but that’s life. I learned that believing in yourself, and realizing that others believe in you too, means so much more than if two people don’t trust you.
I’ve always been an indecisive person—still am!—but I’m slowly becoming indecisive about mundane things (like whether I want to eat a Roast Beef sandwich or PB—a tough choice that I deliberate far too long daily) rather than life’s biggies. I wish I wasn’t as indecisive about a particular topic, but we’ll save that for a later date…:)
I’m particularly excited about the uncertain. Bring on the hurdles. I’m ready to see if I can overcome them. Let’s hope the hurdles aren’t like real hurdles. The last time I tried, I fell flat on my face. HARD.