Senior Year

Shit.

Finals are over, grades are in, and somehow for some reason, I'm a second semester senior. As cheesy as it sounds time truly is flying by. Freshman year drop off seems like it was only a few weeks ago, and now I only have one semester left to figure things out.

If there's one thing I've learned from college its that things change. Nothing is linear, expectations are (basically) useless, and life keeps you guessing - all of which is dreadful for someone like me who loves to plan. However, the biggest lesson I learned is that change is okay.

When I started college, I already knew that I wanted to study Journalism. I'd taken a couple broadcast classes in high school and absolutely loved it. I still do, but what I've realized is that the news isn't my only passion. While I'd love to work for any television network and spend time on sets, I've found that same spark in other outlets too.

When I finally let go of all the ideas I drummed up as a teenager, I gave myself the chance to explore other options. Ultimately, what I found was that I love projects. If I can be creative and work on something from start to finish, I'll probably love it. How will that morph itself into a career? I'm not sure yet, but I think that's okay. I don't have all the answers but I have a lot of ideas, so.. fingers crossed.

Until next time

xx - B