etc.

One year since I’ve walked to “Pomp and Circumstance.”

Wow, the beginning of an end just turned into another cycle; 2nd year of college, here I come.

Watching the now-seniors soon to be graduates (whom I am oh-so proud of) really makes me miss high school. At times I feel like I didn’t fully appreciate living the last of my assigned school schedule or really made my time in high school. But there are definitely no regrets and I will always cherish my high school memories.

The idea of college even after 3 full quarters still seems like an unbelievable fact. It won’t be soon before long until I will be hearing those familiar tunes in a robe and a square hat with a tassel. But what’s even more scarier (I think) is that these next 3-4+ years is the turning fork of where we want to direct our lives to. Especially right now, with sophomore year of college just around the corner and the stress of changing my major, I hope I’m making the right choices choosing my classes, what clubs to join, meeting more people, discovering my passions and figuring out my future career…

I definitely had an experience-filled first year of college. I’ve met people whom I will never forget - both for good and bad reasons -  and came across experiences and situations that have made me more knowledgeable (and might I say more cautious):
Living the unhealthy nocturnal lifestyle as well as midnight munchies, Circle K goodness, sparring against other girls hoping that they won’t break my jaw, “Christians,” learning what “AP” stands for other than “Advanced Placement,” riding down scooters down the parking structure, falling off of scooters (only to find myself in the hospital with stitches), late night movies, a whole new world of “ethanol-filled beverages” and “what the caterpillar from alice in wonderland does,” confusing yet easy but hard-to-write essays, my love-hate relationship with chemistry, the Balls Out and DGAF lifestyle, distinguishing whom you can trust and can’t trust, realizing those who truly care about you and has your back even in the absence of words….

What a year. Sigh. I’m hoping for the best this summer (despite the fact that I’ll find myself going to school again one week after finals) and the upcoming new school year.

Focusing into the now: Finals are in less than a week. 8-10 page Research Paper that’s worth 60% of my grade due Friday. Internship business. Gotta figure out how to find transportation etcetera. End of the school year quickly approaching. Panic. Stress.

[Pause].

Tackle one things at a time, breathe. You got this. Just do it.

Oh and self-check: Everything happens for a reason.