Well, this semester has finally come to a close! My last class of the year is tonight and I couldn’t be more excited. I’m really looking forward to a month of recuperation – I definitely need it. Grad school is even more mentally taxing than my undergraduate was, and there was a time when I never thought I’d say those words!
Over break I’m going to Orlando (of course) and to Pennsylvania to visit my family. I’m hoping to get in a lot of Disney World, sunshine, and then, on the flip side – snow on Christmas! It hasn’t snowed in PA for the past few Christmases, so I’m hoping Jack Frost will be visiting this year…
I learned how tough I was this semester. There was a lot of frustration, a lot of sleepless nights, and a lot of anxiety. But guess what – we all made it! I can guarantee you only learn to be stronger as college – and life – goes on.
I hope you all have a WONDERFUL break. Eat lots of Christmas cookies and don’t forget to save some for Santa and his reindeer 😉
Keep moving forward.
Who am I? That’s a tough question to answer, mostly because I’m very like Alice in Wonderland in that “I knew who I was this morning, but I’ve changed a few times since then…” I think my volatility can be attributed to the fact that I was constantly moving when I was a kid. By the time I was eight, I had lived in seven different states and attended zero public schools in favor of homeschooling, because my parents foresaw a substantial amount of traveling in my future and wanted to save me the pain of switching in the middle of multiple semesters. I also blame my constant need to be busy on this frequent relocation – as well as the Type A personality present in most Nutrition & Dietetic students. I guess it’s good for students going into the medical field to be perfectionists?
So. I can’t tell you exactly who I am, because I don’t really know. But I can tell you what I like. I like traveling and being in new cities and listening to obscure music (that’s the Nashville girl in me). I like sports (Penguins, Red Sox, Penn State) and have been known to get crazy over my teams. I love people, and having conversations with said people – my friends say I can talk to a tree. I also like coffee, which makes for a great combination, because there are many wonderful conversations to be had with strangers at a coffee shop. I love to read – I have, hand over heart, read four books of the Harry Potter series over thirty times each, and the remaining three at least ten times each. Which brings me to the fact that I am a proud Slytherin [but not a Voldemort-esque Slytherin, I promise. Just cunning and resourceful :)]. My favorite flavor of ice cream is cookie dough. My favorite food to make is buffalo chicken dip. I have only eaten one pickle in my entire life – I was seven years old and it made me throw up, so you can see the natural aversion that developed. I would eat sushi every day of the week if I could afford it.
For five months at the beginning of this year, I worked at Walt Disney World as a bellhop at the Tower of Terror*, one of the most amazing, rewarding, unbelievable experiences of my life. I currently spend a great portion of my free time plotting ways to get myself back to Disney World as soon as I complete my master’s program and internship at Fontbonne, which will be next December. However, I am looking forward to making the most of my time here in St. Louis – I’ve already had some great adventures, many of them involving Cardinals games and the vast majority of free events like the Art Museum and the Zoo – and I think I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be at this moment in time.
Keep moving forward.
*For those of you who are curious, this is kinda what it’s like to be a bellhop at the Tower. Its true name is “The Hollywood Tower Hotel”…the story goes that in 1939, it was struck by lightning, and five unfortunate guests on board one of its elevator mysteriously disappeared into the Twilight Zone. Bellhops get to be really creepy and sassy and scare the crap out of people on their Disney vacations. I’m the second from the right, and that’s my hotel in the background.
I’m not sure it will happen this year, but I would like to go to Europe sometime. I have never been out of the country, the last time I was on an airplane was when I was 3. I would love to go to Italy, particularly Venice. It has water around the entire city and you get around in canoes. I would love to try gelato. I would love to go to Paris as well, I would love to go shopping and go to the Eiffel Tower. I studied French for 4 years in high school. I would also like to go to a bakery there! I would really like to go to Greece and see the white buildings and royal blue water. Lastly, I would like to go to London. I love Harry Potter and would like to pretend that I’m going to Hogwarts.
I would also like to go to Hawaii, Mexico, or any other place in South America! I have seen lots of pictures on Facebook and it looks like lots of fun. I love to surf on the beach and know that Hawaii is known for its gigantic waves. In the meantime, there are places in the U.S that I have not visited yet. I would love to go to California, New York, and New Orleans. Ever since I watched the Princess and the Frog I wanted to go to New Orleans. Last year I attempted to visit the White House during the Pro-Life trip. Because the trip got cancelled due to weather conditions, I was unsuccessful. But I’ll try again this year.
This has quickly become my mantra this year and I have never been happier. For as long as I can remember, I have always gone somewhere with someone. No big deal, right? Wrong. Going anywhere alone sounded crazy for the longest time and I always dreaded just the idea of it. Recently, I have taken up *practically* hibernating at Starbucks. This has lead to me not only being more productive, but has also been my first stepping stone into truly unleashing my independence. I’ve done countless things 100% on my own since then and even strike up conversation with friendly strangers from time to time. I know it may not seem like a huge accomplishment just yet, but it’s all about the stepping stones, people. My goal by the end of the year is to be a-okay (and actually enjoy) going to a movie on my own. My goal in the next couple of years is to move to a place where I know absolutely no one (just don’t tell my mom just yet). When I step back and think about where I want to be five years from now, my options are truly endless. Life is about adventure and dreaming big…and I can’t wait to see where my post-grad adventures take me.
Keep on dreamin’, friends.