Last week, here’s what I did: I kept moving. Just like I think we all do. I went to class, to work, did the homework I could remember to do, and I put one foot in front of the other. Because one thing I realized, at least for my situation, it could have been worse. So, so much worse.
Weeks like this one, they’re can feel like you’re drowning before coming up for air only to find water in your lungs. Once that happens, what do you do?
Just because we like something some of the time or other people are doing it, doesn’t mean that we have to always stay that way or join in with them. We’re far too complicated as humans to follow such social concepts.Yet, we do. And part of me thinks I know why.
This is my fourth year here and college has been incredibly hard for me on just about all fronts. I've grown a lot, yes, but I've also been through a lot. We all have. So when a decision came up this week whether or not to define my time and energy this year by continuing the work I've been doing, it wasn’t an easy one to make.
With long weeks comes more time for good moments, and let me tell ya, there were a few. Of those, and a few lessons to learn too.
I’m coming to the end of my undergraduate career and this is a good time as any to throw what I’ve learned out to all of you—because I’ve made my fair share of mistakes and mishaps. Maybe you will all get a chance to learn from my mistakes.
If I’m being honest, this week was a real rough one let me tell ya. Even though I know I should be preparing for classes starting back up soon, I was not prepared to get up early every day for the past week. You could say I’m out of touch. I did, however, get a few things done/make a few big decisions in the process.