Most of my stress seems to stem, not from what I am involved
with at the present, but what I will be doing six months, to a year, to ten
years from now. Rather than focusing my energy and worry on a test next week or
on an upcoming assignment, I tend to dwell on needing to get a job when I come
back to school in the fall and whether or not I will be able to provide the
money for car payments, gas, and sorority dues. I stress over whether or not I
will be able to dedicate proper time to my academics, relationships, sorority
events, journalistic endeavors, a job, as well as find time to sleep. Obviously
I have been an anxious wreck these past few weeks as I contemplate what my
sophomore year will entail. The hardest part for me is knowing that there is
nothing I can do this very second to prepare for or lighten my upcoming load.
Monday, April 27, 2015
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
Year 1 AHSG. (after high school graduation)
"Time has a wonderful way of showing us what really matters" - Margaret Peters
I am reflecting on this quote as my first year as, not only being a college student, but also being an adult draws to an abrupt end. I know that I am definitely not ready to leave the friends I have made, nor am I prepared to leave the first place I have been allowed to stretch out and try my hand at this crazy world of making my own decisions and being relatively responsible for myself.
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