Its been a while
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Last day of school
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Fifth Year
Most of us come into college thinking “there’s no way I’m spending more than four years here,” especially after four years of that hell-hole that our high school was.
I was the same way.
I took four classes every quarter, choose a major and stuck with it, I even took five classes one quarter (back when that was easy to do), a summer class, and tested out of classes in order to get ahead so I could get a job and take less units without falling behind.
Now here I am in the fall quarter of my fifth year and I’m sure glad that have this opportunity for an extra year.
Originally I had no plans for grad school. Once college was done,i was ready to be done. I’m a good student with good grades, but there was never any inspiration to go grad school for any reason.
Now I have a great opportunity to go to grad school since that I found something that I love doing. I got a job with Csusb Outdoors in May and had literally the best summer ever. Traveling everywhere from Yellowstone to Yosemite as a volunteer through work.
If I graduated last spring (ending my fourth year) I wouldn’t have got the job. I didn’t graduate because I didn’t take transferable classes while on exchange through the NSE program to University of Washington in Seattle last fall. I wouldn’t have gone on exchange if that girl didn’t break up with me and if neither if I wasn’t working as a student assistant in student Housing during my third year. I wouldn’t have thought about that job if I wasn’t an RA my second year. And also probably if this other pretty girl wasn’t working in that office I passed through everyday on my way home. I wouldn’t have ever considered being an RA if I didn’t live next to my RA when I was a freshman. And most importantly, I wouldn’t have lived next to the RA if I stuck with my original decision to live in the apartments before SOAR.
So you might now know that for me, everything happens for a reason.
Even through stress, love, heart break, failures, sleepless nights and more, I have no regrets here. I think I’ve missed no opportunities to grow or learn in these 4.25 years.
I consider myself lucky to be able to come here to CSUSB for a fifth year. I’m building experience, making more connections, people take me more serious… Like, people think I actually know what I’m talking about now!
If you’re on a four year plan, I’m not saying to stay another year on purpose, and I’m not saying you need to be here for five years to get the best experience, I’m saying that if you make decisions based on the amount of time you want to spend in school, you might be making the wrong decisions and make you feel like you missed out on an opportunity of experience that you will never get back.
I just a new camera lens. I sometimes like to take pictures of myself.
I think that the more people look at themselves, the less they like the way they look. Makes me think about people who put on make-up every morning. Spending hours a week looking in a mirror perfecting their skin and look. I’ve become more comfortable in my body in the last 6 months accepting who I am; what I look like, what I sound like.
Where I am not yet comfortable is with what I am inside. With my thoughts, actions, and words.
But we all have to deal with these things and at a time in the future we will get comfortable with them. Perhaps we won’t. I feel good knowing I’ve tried by posting a few fancy selfies of myself for everyone to see.
I like this blogging thing. 10/10. Would try again.
I JUST REALIZED WE DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT DINOSAURS SOUND LIKE! THEY COULD’VE BEEN SPEAKING FLUENT GERMAN FOR ALL WE KNOW
it’s too early for this late night tumblr shit
GUTEN MORGEN HERR PTERODACTYL
WIE GEHTS FRAU MASTADON
Oh my god neither of those are dinosaurs and there’s 145 million years separating them both, this post is a palaeontological disaster.
Nevermind
Everyone ever
