I'm home for the summer, and now I am fully realizing what all I've accomplished in the past two years. I'm a junior in college--I'm halfway done with my undergraduate life. This baffles me. I feel like only yesterday I was moving into my freshman dorm, excited and terrified to be "out on my own." I remember the rough time I had adjusting to life at CC--not academically, but socially--and feeling so alone until I joined a beautiful, brilliant group of women. I've applied for so many things, been rejected from some, wait-listed from more, and accepted to others. Sure, it's disappointing when you find out you were a quarter-finalist to go to the UK for five weeks completely paid for, but in the grand scheme of things, I'm beginning to learn that everything will work out in the end the way it is supposed to. For instance, if I did get the RA job last spring, I would not have applied for a tutoring position with the Writing Center this past fall, which actually suits me much better, given my plans to teach. I'm definitely going for a more glass-half-full kind of perspective anymore. I mean, so much is beyond my personal control, so why should I get really upset when something doesn't work out just how I want it. It all comes down to karma--if I put good out into the universe, the universe will send good right on back.
That being said, I am instating the blog once more. I hope that this year I will use it for reflections, comic relief, catharsis, and whatever else it ends up becoming. I'm going to let this beast become what it may.
I'm ready for a new adventure.
