It was a year of change.
I know everyone changes over time, but I wasn't prepared for my exponential growth over the course of this school year. It all started with The Long Fuse (which actually seems like an appropriate title for my entire senior year). After months of procrastination and two days of furious reading, I was convinced that I was going to be defeated by senior year. The start of my senior year, what I thought would be fun, was a harsh reality.
However, after a couple of weeks of classes, I settled in to my usual ways and extracurriculars, and turned in my time consuming and soul crushing summer assignments, the first triumph of my year. School started to become habitual again and my spirits were up (as much as they can be waking up at 5am everyday).
But the beginning of the school year was also the beginning of new leadership positions. Not only was I a new madrigals section leader and captain of my riding team, but I also started teaching a new student at Helping Horse, the therapeutic riding program I volunteer at, and I had about ten piano pieces to learn for my IB Music class (that isn't actually a class this year, so all my work was independent). My year was starting to look busier than ever.
Anyone in school knows I'm pretty quiet and keep to myself. All these new challenges changed that for me. Leadership makes you step up and make yourself known, something I've struggled with for years. This year I found my voice, not necessarily in the classroom, but in other areas of my life. I found myself speaking up and letting myself be heard, and I realized something about myself; I am very very very opinionated and passionate about everything I do. I also realized something else; being overly opinionated and passionate may not always make you the most popular person, but it makes you popular with the right people.
With my new found voice, I also overcame the worst obstacle of all; myself. I've always convinced myself that I wanted to go to some really nice college with huge class sizes, major in biology, and become a doctor. Here's the problem; I hate big classes, I suck at science, and I don't believe in animal testing, so how would I make any discoveries as a doctor? My future was problematic. Somewhere along the way, I had a "no duh" moment and realized I have NO clue what I want to do. So, I stopped worrying about going to some impressive college that would "look good" and I picked a small liberal arts college that I knew I would love aka UNC Asheville.
It was a year of change. Change for the better. Change that I know is for the best. Change that will lead me to a future that is right for me. Change that is scary, but worth it.
