Community college is one of the most emotional roller coasters I have experienced within my life. There have been moments of true wonder and awe where I loved every moment of it, but there were also days I did not feel great about it, and I wanted to quit.
My senior year of high school was when I had decided that I wanted to be a middle school English teacher, and I was going to attend Ashland University the following year. After working on my career research paper and discovering the truth about college expenses and my future, I discovered that it was not meant to be. I had too much going on the rest of the year that I found myself lost and confused. It was not until the last few months before graduation that I decided to attend LCCC, but I had not yet decided on what I wanted to study. When I applied, I dedicated my major to Middle Childhood Education, but that was not my true calling to life.
After graduation, I went and took assessments, talked to career counselors, and even did an enormous amount of research. Writing had always been my passion, but I did not want to base my career solely on that. I then changed my major a second time, because I wanted to be involved with hospitality and travel management. I was really excited about it. Turns out, however, there is not much employment anymore, due to the fact that everything is online now. At this moment, I just remember thinking to myself that I really wanted to be a writer, and I really wanted to study journalism. I took a leap of faith and changed my major a third time.
I started college, and surprisingly it was going really well. The first semester of college is always the simpler one, and I was living for it. I was looking forward to the following semester, where I would be taking my first journalism class, and I would be getting hands-on experience. Little did I know that class would be the turning point that will once again change my whole mindset on life.
Journalism was so much more than writing. In fact, it was the complete opposite of what I wanted to do. There was no creativity, just all reporting. I did not want to do that. I did not like the public relations and business side to everything. I was failing my Economics class, and I had never failed a class before in my entire life. I needed to drop out of it, and once again I found myself again in a dark place.
I did more research and found that English continued to circulate my spectrum. I was not all into reading growing up, so why would I base my major off of that? At this point, I was so desperate that I just decided to change it to English, because I was running out of time, and I would still have the ability to write.
It has been a whole year now, and I am loving every moment of my major. I read more than I ever did before, and I am learning the true ways on how to become an author. With English, I am able to combine everything I had wanted to be in one, a writer and a teacher. There have been times when I almost gave up, and there have been times I thought about dropping out all together. College is very difficult, but if you manage to get through it, you will come out stronger, and better than ever. I have dreams and goals that I am working tremendously hard for. I do not know where I will end up in the end, but I am taking one day at a time. I cannot give up because I need to prove to myself that I am capable of anything I set my mind to. If you are in a lost confusing state right now, whether it is with school, work, or anything else in life, just know that you are doing great and you are trying your best. That is all that matters. Sure, I am only going to community college right now, but when I am looking back ten years from now, it will all have been worth it.
My senior year of high school was when I had decided that I wanted to be a middle school English teacher, and I was going to attend Ashland University the following year. After working on my career research paper and discovering the truth about college expenses and my future, I discovered that it was not meant to be. I had too much going on the rest of the year that I found myself lost and confused. It was not until the last few months before graduation that I decided to attend LCCC, but I had not yet decided on what I wanted to study. When I applied, I dedicated my major to Middle Childhood Education, but that was not my true calling to life.
After graduation, I went and took assessments, talked to career counselors, and even did an enormous amount of research. Writing had always been my passion, but I did not want to base my career solely on that. I then changed my major a second time, because I wanted to be involved with hospitality and travel management. I was really excited about it. Turns out, however, there is not much employment anymore, due to the fact that everything is online now. At this moment, I just remember thinking to myself that I really wanted to be a writer, and I really wanted to study journalism. I took a leap of faith and changed my major a third time.
I started college, and surprisingly it was going really well. The first semester of college is always the simpler one, and I was living for it. I was looking forward to the following semester, where I would be taking my first journalism class, and I would be getting hands-on experience. Little did I know that class would be the turning point that will once again change my whole mindset on life.
Journalism was so much more than writing. In fact, it was the complete opposite of what I wanted to do. There was no creativity, just all reporting. I did not want to do that. I did not like the public relations and business side to everything. I was failing my Economics class, and I had never failed a class before in my entire life. I needed to drop out of it, and once again I found myself again in a dark place.
I did more research and found that English continued to circulate my spectrum. I was not all into reading growing up, so why would I base my major off of that? At this point, I was so desperate that I just decided to change it to English, because I was running out of time, and I would still have the ability to write.
It has been a whole year now, and I am loving every moment of my major. I read more than I ever did before, and I am learning the true ways on how to become an author. With English, I am able to combine everything I had wanted to be in one, a writer and a teacher. There have been times when I almost gave up, and there have been times I thought about dropping out all together. College is very difficult, but if you manage to get through it, you will come out stronger, and better than ever. I have dreams and goals that I am working tremendously hard for. I do not know where I will end up in the end, but I am taking one day at a time. I cannot give up because I need to prove to myself that I am capable of anything I set my mind to. If you are in a lost confusing state right now, whether it is with school, work, or anything else in life, just know that you are doing great and you are trying your best. That is all that matters. Sure, I am only going to community college right now, but when I am looking back ten years from now, it will all have been worth it.
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