This week started my last semester of college EVER. I’m actually pretty sad about it. Everyday I realize that I just may acutally miss the craziness of the BYU library. I may miss walking through swarms of people on campus. I WILL miss people getting tickets whilst riding their bikes during class breaks. I’ll miss throwing parties on the weekends. Most of all I will miss going to my favorite study place on campus (over the past 3 years the JSFB and I have developed a great relationship).
In truth I’m scared to move on. I’m scared to leave the safe haven of Provo, where sadly the dating scene is as good as its gonna get. I could declare a minor and stay, I could decide to go to patisserie school, I could get a random job in Provo; but I feel like those are all cop-outs. This is the first year where I truly have to make a big decision. I’ve always known what I was going to do every year since I was five; school was the main component of my life- elementary school, middle school, high school, college. But now that school is over with its completely up to me to decide what to do with my life. I’ve gotta grow up at some point- you can’t go to school forever.
Rather than being excited, I’m freaked out. I’ll be submitting applications in a few weeks and I think about to find out just how severely under-qualified I am for most ALL jobs. Pretty much I’m letting my future depend on Disney. California or Florida are my options and if both of those fall through… I seriously don’t have a plan B. Maybe plan B is moving to London to nanny. Its totally a cop-out, but a really exciting one at that.
Welcome Abigail Wheatley, I’m going to scare you to death.
Sincerely, the real world.