So... I think I'm past the honeymoon stage of college, and gone into the isolation stage. Not sure. College is a lot harder than I expected. I thought that when I got into college that Whitney had prepared me for the hardships that were to come, yet I realized that no one fully understands what college is like until one actually experiences. Iono, I feel like I'm at Whitney again. For some reason I thought that people would be not as smart. I know thats a bad thing to think about people, but to honest thats what I thought. Now I realize that everyone tries their ass off and we are all working toward the same goal. I seems like no one is here to just party or to just play around. We are all in college because we WANT to be here. Classes are not FORCED to go to but instead we WANT to go to classes because of the education that we can get. Everytime I feel like stopping I tell myself that I'm here for a reason, and that is to get the best education that I can get. Thats how everyone in college feels... right? Well, I sure hope I get used to college, because I'm sure college isn't going to get easier. Other than that, I love college.
Ah, since I don't feel like doing anything else at the moment... I'll blog about summer!
So basically my summer had a FANTASTIC start and I seriously couldn't have asked for more. I got to hang out with people I want and do things that I wanted to do. Going to the beach and playing in the water was freaking fun. Dragonboating with JAWS has kept me in shape and has given me a goal to work toward to in the summer. Researching UCI classes, activities, social life, has kept me busy at home, working has given me money without cutting into social time, and just having the time to sleep and relax has been worth it. Thank you summer, please don't suck for the next two months. =)
Yesterday was graduation, wow. MY graduation. Not my sisters, not 08's but the class of 2009 Pirate's graduation. I never really thought it would come. I mean, the signs were all around us, our senior shirts, senior sqaure, our parking spaces, me seeing "12" next to the results at XC and Track meets. But still I didn't think it would end. But it did. Good things come to an end at some point in life.
I'm not going to lie and say that my senior year was the best year at Whitney, cuz it wasn't. Balancing work school and friends at the same time was a bitch, and quite frankly I have to be honest with myself and couldn't handle it. I got a 3.3 both semesters, worst grades ever. People left me, but I don't blame them, I k.now I'm a crappy friend, but I'm learning Anyways for the people that I did meet and those that stayed by me, a sincere thank you, not only for being my friend but for putting up with me, because I know I am not a very social and "cool" person. And to track and XC, I honestly could not have gotten through the year sane without being part of these amazing teams. I feel like the underclassmen like me more than people in my class, and they even may like me more than I like myself.
But in all honesty I'm going to miss the Class of 2009, for the diversity it had, for the people that taught me so many things about life, for all the class competitions, for all the classes, and for all the stress we've all been through to finish.
Now its time to think about college, the thing that Whitney supposedly prepares you for, we'll see now won't we?