The start of the second year of college was excitingly new, yet comfortably familiar. You could feel the excitement in the room as everyone arrived. Hugs and laughter, smiles and handshakes. It was obvious how close so many had become the previous year, forging friendships that will most likely last a lifetime. They had made reference last year to our class being a family, ACPR family. And it couldn't be more true. Just watching everyone reconnect...how happy they were. It gave you a sense of belonging. I enjoyed observing these reunions and soaked in the enthusiasm and commotion.
For me, the most exciting part was knowing in just eight short months, I'd be a college graduate. I could hardly wait. I was so tired of working retail. And I mean no offense to anyone who works retail, enjoys it, supports their family or has made a living from it. But for me, it had lost all appeal and novelty a long time ago. I just could not fathom spending the rest of my days working as a cashier in a grocery store. It somehow made me feel irrelevant to the world. And I wanted to feel worth something. Not that I felt worthless, don't get me wrong here. But in my heart I knew I was meant for something more. And I just couldn't wait to find out what it was. And neither could many of my peers. It was a state of mind very common for the second year students, and our program coordinator gently reminded us to slow down, remain calm, focus on our schooling and control our anxious selves. We all saw the light at the end of the tunnel. For many of us, that light was mesmerizing and we just couldn't wait to dance in its beams. But as confident as we felt at the time, there was still much for us to learn. Thus, we fell from cloud nine, planted our feet back on the ground and got to work as our professor casually proclaimed this would be the toughest semester of the program. So ladies and gentlemen, please fasten your seat-belts and keep all extremities inside the moving vehicle at all times. This was going to be one hell of a ride. And I could hardly wait.
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Shauna QuinnNo stranger to taking the road less travelled, I must admit those not so great choices made me who I am and led me to where I am right now, which happens to be exactly where I am supposed to be. Archives
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