I guess you can say I got swept up in the end of the year and that would be true! I got really involved with my church and then finals came along and things were really crazy. But I am back home now for the summer, a birthday has passed (yes, I’m nineteen), and I’m done with my freshman year of college. Wow, that’s really hard to believe.
I’d like to recap this past year at college. No, I’d like to recap what I’ve learned. Why? Because I would never go back and relive my freshman year again, but I have sure gained a lot of knowledge from it.
You know, it isn’t even my college experience. It just happened to be the time that this took place. My life at Ohio State was great. I met some great people, learned a lot of great things, and participated in so many great activities. But, most importantly, I have found out who I am. This wasn’t until recently, literally in the last two months, but I have realized what it is to figure out who you are. People say they just “get it” one day and know who they are, but I believe that you find yourself in the lowest of low.
Because in that dark place, when you’re probably alone and you feel like you have no one, you’re just stuck with yourself. You and yourself have to pick up the pieces. You may find someone that is willing to help you, but when it comes down to it, it’s all up to you. The best part is, though, that as you pick up each piece, each brick that makes you YOU, and start putting things back together, you learn a little bit more of yourself. When you’re broken, some of those pieces can’t be replaced, so sometimes you have to recreate that part of your life and that’s a good thing. That’s how you figure out who you are.
So who am I?
I’m just a girl. A simple girl. I was raised in the suburbs. I go to The Ohio State University. I strive for perfection. I have big dreams. I try my best at almost everything I do. I love God. I love my dog. I love extra cheese on anything. I have a great family. I have amazing friends. I really enjoy driving my car around with the windows down and the music loud. I have a thing for Peter, Paul & Mary and The Beatles. I play the piano and sing at the top of my lungs when I’m home alone. I’m a little weird.
I may be just a girl. But I am ME; the ME I figured out by myself.
That’s what I’m proud of. ♥