This just blew my mind!!!! Enjoy. meow.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2hngBzDDyFE&feature=aso
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
All the Different Seniors.
Senior year of college is almost the complete opposite of the last senior year I experienced: senior year of high school. Senior year was filled with anxiety but a very different kind than I am feeling now, it was more like excitement. Let's time travel...
4 long but not so faraway years ago, I was a mere child of 18. I was in love, my first love. I had nothing to worry about, even though I thought I had the world on my shoulders. I had great friends, and a mind that wasn't even close to reaching capacity. I thought I was the princess of all the lands, and had the attitude to show it. I had no worries. I had decided on going to Ole Miss in November of my senior year and had found a roommate, who bailed on me in May. I had everything lined up for school, rush, and living away from my parents. I had it all figured out.
Sad, but true. College life was a bit more difficult than I anticipated, but I adjusted. Now, let's hop back in the DeLorean and travel to today. Today. Today. Well, listen to this. I was supposed to discover whether or not I got into graduate school (the only one I really applied to) on April first. Well, I just found out I won't get an answer until April 15th, which is my sister's birthday. I graduate May 14th. You do the math on that one.
So, in comparison to my senior year of high school, I have no clue where I'm going to be next year, mentally, emotionally, physically. I am in love, but with a different boy, and a different kind of love. One that is more than just hormones. I do have many, many friends but we are all going to disperse next year. How will we hang on? Some days I feel like I have reached my mental and intellectual capacity and there is no more room. Then, I read something that completely blows my mind, and I feel like a freshman again. One who knows nothing.
The good news is I have a mind full of ideas. Why does every single job I think I might be just great at, have to have at least 5 years experience? Riddle me that. I KNOW that I am and could be the best at that job, but I'm not even given a chance because I'm a recent college graduate. Why is this? It doesn't make sense.
Other good news: I have a lifetime full of family and friends that are constantly lifting me up and reminding me that I can do whatever it is that I'm dreaming of. Which changes on a daily basis. But isn't that part of life? I hope so.
Don't let your dreams slip away, ever.
4 long but not so faraway years ago, I was a mere child of 18. I was in love, my first love. I had nothing to worry about, even though I thought I had the world on my shoulders. I had great friends, and a mind that wasn't even close to reaching capacity. I thought I was the princess of all the lands, and had the attitude to show it. I had no worries. I had decided on going to Ole Miss in November of my senior year and had found a roommate, who bailed on me in May. I had everything lined up for school, rush, and living away from my parents. I had it all figured out.
WRONG.
Sad, but true. College life was a bit more difficult than I anticipated, but I adjusted. Now, let's hop back in the DeLorean and travel to today. Today. Today. Well, listen to this. I was supposed to discover whether or not I got into graduate school (the only one I really applied to) on April first. Well, I just found out I won't get an answer until April 15th, which is my sister's birthday. I graduate May 14th. You do the math on that one.
So, in comparison to my senior year of high school, I have no clue where I'm going to be next year, mentally, emotionally, physically. I am in love, but with a different boy, and a different kind of love. One that is more than just hormones. I do have many, many friends but we are all going to disperse next year. How will we hang on? Some days I feel like I have reached my mental and intellectual capacity and there is no more room. Then, I read something that completely blows my mind, and I feel like a freshman again. One who knows nothing.
The good news is I have a mind full of ideas. Why does every single job I think I might be just great at, have to have at least 5 years experience? Riddle me that. I KNOW that I am and could be the best at that job, but I'm not even given a chance because I'm a recent college graduate. Why is this? It doesn't make sense.
Other good news: I have a lifetime full of family and friends that are constantly lifting me up and reminding me that I can do whatever it is that I'm dreaming of. Which changes on a daily basis. But isn't that part of life? I hope so.
Don't let your dreams slip away, ever.
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