I’ve gotten lots of emails, tweets, and Tumblr questions inquiring about my summer plans.
I’m doing a non-traditional summer before senior year. I’ve never really be one to follow the “normal” path anyway. And I’m finding that it’s suiting me quite well.
This summer is officially declared “The Summer of Personal Growth & Development.” Which is a mouthful, so the short name is “The Last Summer.”
I didn’t interview for internships. I didn’t take some internships that I was offered. Instead, I’m working on myself. Junior year was a really different year than sophomore and freshman years. It was both good and bad- but a lot more good! I learned so much about my true strengths and what makes me stand out from the crowd. I also learned that I do a lot better when I’m happy and excited to be doing whatever I’m doing.
Not only do I perform better when I’m happy… I also have a lot more opportunities come up when I’m doing what I love.
Long story short, I’ve discovered something that had been sitting under my nose this whole time. I love to talking to people, whether it’s face-to-face conversation or presenting in front of a large group of people or just sitting down at my desk- as I am now- and writing.
In elementary school, I was all about the maths and sciences… and notsomuch about the language arts (which I’m thoroughly convinced is due to standardized writing tests… but I digress). However, by the end of middle school, my “What do I want to be when I grow up” dream was to be an editor of a magazine.
High school threw me for some loops, and I wanted to be just about everything. This includes, of course, a short-lived desire to be an endocrinologist. [Thank you AP Chemistry for steering me away from that career path.] Yet, in between medical school ambitions and becoming the first female president, I always found myself drawn to journalism.
My (super great, loved every minute) internship this past semester with College Fashionista helped me rediscover my original desire and dream of entering the field of journalism. At this point of the post, I’m sure Soccer Dad is ready to shoot me. I know, I know, everyone is saying it, “Journalism is dead.”
Except I really don’t believe it is. Sure, it’s not the same as it was twenty years ago. Or frankly, twenty days ago. It changes and evolves so quickly… but it’s still kicking. Journalism is such a broad field, and that’s really what I think I’m going to be discovering and evaluating throughout the next year.
And, of course, I’m keeping all of my doors open. But, you know… you’ve got to start somewhere.
Thought this post was about my summer plans? Don’t worry… I’m about to come full circle.
I know that no matter what I do, I need to be happy. Otherwise, it doesn’t matter if I’m a billionaire with six houses across the globe, it won’t be worth it. At the end of junior year, I made some tough decisions that I’ll get into later… this is already a lengthy, and possibly boring, post as it is.
So, I’m running… writing… spending time with my family… reading… learning more about myself… talking to amazing individuals that are definitely helping me figure things out.
I’m preparing myself for the future.
And I couldn’t be more excited.
(A picture from forever ago… but LIVE action right there)