Finally, summer break! I’ve been looking forward to this so much. I feel like I finished well on my exams. It honestly was a great feeling after Monday, which was my last final, which was Psychology. I also signed up for classes a while back for fall semester. I signed up for physics, anatomy, lifespan development, and research stats. I don’t even want to think about school for at least a good month, but of course that isn’t going to happen. The school year was like a roller coaster for me. It went up and down so frequently, and I enjoyed the ups of course. Reflecting on this year, so much as happened, academically and socially. It felt so long, yet the first year of college has already ended. I am actually shocked to the fact that I survived my first year of college (to an extent). I am still working on becoming an adult though, and this adult life is not as easy as I guessed. I thought it was just going to work, coming back to relax, and repeat. I found out that there is way more to it than just that. College showed me that of course, being able to manage time, work, and do extra curricular activities. All of the activities listed would be considered ‘physical’ activities to me before, but now, they also increment emotional activities. Every time I am doing something I am always thinking about something, whether it be about the task at hand or something else, which makes being an adult difficult. I have to worry about whats coming up next, whats due first, should I do this, or should I do that. The first year of college as truly opened my eyes to this, but I still have much more to learn. I wonder if any one of you reading experienced growing this way, if not in a similar way. I would like to ask how you all came to this realization, and how you all dealt with it.
During this last push from freshmen year, I was still volunteering until the last two weeks of finals. It was great aiding second graders, and for some reason, they seem to show more emotion than fourth graders. I thought having less of a filter from the second graders were a bad trait, like pointing out specific things and saying them without as much thinking as that of a ‘typical’ a fourth grader, but it turned out that it can also be a positive trait. Let me elaborate more on what I mean. When it was my last day volunteering, I felt like I received a much more emotional farewell, and less of a filter. A few of them came to give goodbye hugs, and it felt heartwarming. I guess there are pros and cons for every grade level of students, especially in elementary, where children learn so fast. I plan to help next year also, because it gives me a small sense of purpose; feeling that I can help children learn, and try to direct them down a ‘good’ path. It also makes me feel warm, though there are tough situations at times, but hey, that’s just the part of life, there’s ups and downs, just like a roller coaster. I want to know what you all do if you all do some sort of thing like this. I am interested about your lives as well! Thanks to everyone whos read or is reading my blogs!