
A lot of the time I find myself reflecting on how I got here- to being the type of person who writes a blog and to have some people actually read it.
This post is for myself in high school. The girl who wasn’t really good at anything in school and who just barely got by every time. She didn’t know what the future looked like and she didn’t really anticipate much. I would write in my journal here and there and the only class I could somewhat stand to sit through was English. I wasn’t getting A’s every time, but it certainly beat Algebra. I knew once I got to community college, they ask that you choose a major. I’ve always had to try a little harder in class and put more effort than normal or my other classmates.
Once I got to college, I actually wanted to succeed- for no other purpose except to show myself I had potential. English classes started to become fascinating and I started to find myself being able to picture what my future could hold. Depicting literature and drumming up stories from imagination almost didn’t feel like school at all. I started to get better grades in all my English classes and I realized that I actually do want to pursue this.
So, to the young girl wondering if she’s going to make it to college and hopefully make a life for herself: you’re on your way don’t worry. I’m still struggling with the horrific part of the college experience which is none other than math itself. I know I’ll get through it but it’s definitely testing my limits.
I never thought I could be the girl that wanted to do better than just getting by and by finding my niche in this blog, that shows me even more that I can keep going. So for my people that have given me constant support and/or still read these damn things I thank you.
XOXO,
I’ll still always be the girl that hates math tho
