Although I am a very indecisive person, when it comes to
something I really want to do, I tend to jump in quickly and just go, even if
it’s at the cost of efficiency. I just kind of figure that I’ll work it out as
I go. That wasn’t true of blogging for me though. I spent probably a couple
years dreaming of starting a blog, and most of last summer vacation planning
and archiving projects and creating what I thought would be my blog brand. Now,
I've surpassed post 100, and despite all that prep I thought I
did, my blog has still changed a lot. Heck, my life has changed a lot. I guess
that’s what starting something entirely new does to you (i.e. college, ya
know).
I found this blog quickly taking the back seat as my
college life was quickly changing this semester, and as I spent more time with
real live human beings in real life organizations, I spent less time on crafts
and other projects for wonderland. And now, I’m writing a rambling post
literally just about life which is something I never saw myself blogging unless
it was super positive or something. But honestly, one of the best ways for me
to think is to write, and for me, writing like this is about as honest as I
get, and doesn’t have all the umms and inconclusive sentences of just talking.
(And I get to use words like inconclusive, which just makes me feel pretty damn
cool and intelligent.)
Basically, the past few months have been wonderful and
difficult. And that’s what I want to reflect on today.
Difficult because I realized that my only dream coming
into college wasn’t really my dream after all, and now I have to find another.
But wonderful, because I can in fact find another. Like, I don’t think it hit
me until after I began this second semester of school that I can do literally anything. And not just that I could
forgo showering for a week if I felt like it. It’s more the sudden knowledge
that my plans are no longer regulated by the confines of AP classes and high
school band and fickle social circles. I am blessed enough to go to a college
with what seems to be thousands of majors, millions of organizations, and a
billion different classes. (Yeah, yeah, hyperbole I know.) And that’s both
really scary and really really inspiring to me. I came into college with one
logical, seemingly perfect plan, and maybe I’ll go back to it someday, but
right now, I can do and be anything.
It’s also difficult because it’s just not high school
anymore, and totally freakin’ perfect in that it’s not high school anymore. I
love my old friends, and it’s great to see them when I can, but I now find
myself actually busy with new humans pretty often, and it’s crazy to rediscover
myself in the midst of new company. I can practically feel myself growing up
and into a better, infinitely more kick-ass version of my old passive self. I
mean don’t get me wrong, changing like this will probably be a slow process
throughout the entirety of college (and honestly all life, but let’s not think
about that).
I mean, change is really
scary. Honestly, college kicked my confidence a little bit this
semester, and it was tough. But I can also feel something different and amazing and so lovely I
can’t wait speeding in my direction. And I have found that those new dreams
just around the corner have an air of hopefulness to them when I dry my eyes
from the panic of the unknown and just look around me.
I sat down and had a good cry about all of this recently.
About of everything I miss so much, and everything I fear in the future. But
then this came out of it. This messy, rambly, written-when-I-should-be-sleeping
account of me as I change. I also know this is different for my blog, but I
think I need some more honesty in my life, and more courage. I am terrified to
post something more personal but lately, I have had so many lovely experiences
from just putting myself out there in the past few weeks. I spent so much of my
semester fearful, but now I am ready to jump into life with two feet and grow,
for the summer and for the rest of college, and, okay, for the rest of my
gosh-dern life. And yeah, my blog definitely be coming along for the ride, and growing and changing with me.
Basically, when I take a breath from the
worry and fear of change, I’m awfully excited about everything that is changing. I hope you'll stick around for it too.
Stay lovely,