Friday, April 5, 2013
Maybe It's Just Me..
.. but every time I watch a beloved character's last scenes- whether they die, get stuck on a parallel universe, regenerate into a giraffe, whatever- I immediately want to go back to the first time we meet them. I need to be at the beginning again, at the start of the adventure. To pretend like their story's not over. Because it can't be. The Doctor can't just never see Rose again. The Pevensies can't leave Narnia forever.. This is why I end up rewatching/rereading the same stuff over and over again. There's nothing sadder to me than letting their story end. I should really find a healthier hobby.
Thursday, April 4, 2013
God Has Made Everything Beautiful In Its Own Time.
So today I had a meeting with my academic adviser for pre-journalism. I was a little nervous about it since I've been so up in the air about whether switching to journalism from pharmacy was a good idea. I've been stressing pretty hard over what my future will look like and if I was just being a total failure by "taking the easy way out" as a couple people have pointed out. But I really needed to see her about my schedule and becoming an actual journalism major, so I go in a little early, and she starts reading my personal statement, which is a requirement to becoming a journalism major. It's pretty much me on a page: strengths and weaknesses, plans for the future, where I'm coming from, and events that have changed my life. Almost done with the first page, she says "You're a really good writer." Being the mouse that I am (seriously, I've been called mouse since I was like five), I thanked her quietly, looking down at my lap. Further into the paper she looked up at me and commented on my writing once more. "Seriously, you're a much better writer than any pharmacist I know. I really think you're making the right choice." It probably wouldn't have looked very professional, but I just about started crying then and there. It was like a weight being lifted off my shoulders. I don't know how my adviser knew exactly what I needed to hear to keep going, but I think Jesus knew I needed some reassurance that I was walking in the right direction. Just wanted to PTL a little bit :)
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