Sometimes I wish I could find Neverland and never grow up. Let's be honest though, that would only be fun for so long. To me, at least. But it's weird to me to see just how fast time has passed. It seems only months ago that I was still in high school, but it's been almost 2 years since I graduated. I'm finishing up my fourth semester of college (technically fifth, since I did some second block summer courses), which means in just a week and a half, I'll be halfway through my undergrad. With all this school, I'm starting to wonder what I'm going to do with my life once I graduate in two years. Work will take up some of that time, but then what?
Hopefully, I'll go back to school before long.
As much as I gripe about homework, it's all I've really ever known. I'm looking forward to the summer though; I need a good break before I start up again in the fall. I need to rediscover my motivation to do homework. As of right now, I have none. I have six papers to write. I'm blogging instead.
College has been good to me, though. I've made new friends and had some awesome experiences, including the opportunity to work as a Student Teaching Assistant in the Anatomy lab. I was also accepted into UVU's nursing program, which is an accomplishment I'm quite proud of. I took on my first job last summer, and just recently quit to focus my time into my job at the hospital, which I absolutely love. It's looking like I chose the right profession after all.
I've also had quite a few friends get married over the past two years, which is still odd to me. One of my two best friends just got engaged, in fact. While I'm super excited for her, it seems so strange to me that we're actually growing up. According to the deal we made with each other back in high school, she also owes us dinner, so bonus there. x)
So here's to the end of the semester, and for the four more semesters to come until the end of my program. It's amazing how much can happen in the next two years. I plan to make the most of it. You only live once right? Better make it count.
With that, I'll leave you with a song that I'm quite fond of. "A few just followed their dreams while the others stood clear." I aim to be the few.
All These Years by Adema
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