August 21, 2003

parlez-vous francais?

had my first french lesson today. whee. hopefully french 4 won't kick my butt as much as i'm afraid it will. i have a little bit of hope concerning the upcoming school year. normally i don't, so that's a step in the right direction.

i remember my first day at this school, after being at baylor for 2 and 1/2 years, making a new life there, making what i thought were lasting friendships (some of which were), and suddenly being all alone again. like the day my parents drove me to the dorm with all my stuff to move into a 12 x 12 room. only on my first day of school as a transfer, the excitement of a new beginning wasn't there; only the trepidation and worry. "what have i gotten myself into," i thought.

that was one moment when i wasn't sure i had made the right decision. but when you're that worried about popularity and knowing 45 people to say "HI" to on campus, you know your priorities are a little...disjunct. change is always scary, but that doesn't always mean it's bad.

Eleanor Roosevelt said, "You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face."

i agree. i've grown a lot. not that i'm not still afraid of new things, but i'm learning how new things can become un-scary really quickly if you'll just hit them head-on. tricky little devils, those "new things."

the point i meant to make here was that i'm kind of looking forward to new things this semester. and at least i still have a year left to be scared of the "new things" that are to come after i graduate...

blueavenue at 3:25 a.m.

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