Monday, 13 December 2010
Perspective is a hard thing.
Sometimes what you're doing can seem a million miles from your eventual goals. Everything can seen tenuous and unnecessary and pointless.
Sometimes you have to step back and have a reality check. Sometimes you have to realise how damn good life can be.
Take today for instance. I've been stressed out about exams and my assignments and getting time to take photos and blog and sometimes it all seems too much.
And then just now, I had an email from my student newspaper asking if they can use the feature story I'm writing for my journalism class for this week's edition. And I got all stressed out because they needed it for right now and I did have until Wednesday to write it so I got all flustered and stressed and annoyed.
And then I realised, wait. I've just been approached about an article I'm writing for class. I had mentioned it to my editor briefly, but it was another editor who contacted me asking if she could have something I'd written. Now that is pretty exciting.
And initially I was kinda weirded-out that there are pictures of me accompanying my article this week. But then today the lady who served me in the school shop got all excited because she recognised me and started talking about my article with me.
And a few days ago I got all frustrated because I'd emailed a local magazine about an internship and hadn't heard from them for months so I thought it wasn't going to happen, but then I got an email from them saying they were going to look at my work and would consider me as an intern next semester. I was all annoyed because of all the other writing I'm doing, but in reality, an internship at a magazine? Isn't that what I've always wanted?
And it's like when I'm writing. I'm currently writing 3 articles a week and 1 every fortnight for the different sites I write for. It gets overwhelming. But then I have to think that all these sites took me on on merit. They'd all seen my writing and asked me to write for them. That's pretty cool, right?
And even just being here. I'm in America. I'm living my dream. Living 4000 miles away from home, having amazing experiences and meeting amazing people.
I'm lucky enough to be at the one of the best universities in England, studying a degree I love. I have the next few years planned out and can't wait to do my masters.
I'm coming home in a few weeks to be with my loving family and amazing friends who can't wait to see me. Isn't that pretty awesome?
Sometimes, when you step back and think, life really isn't that bad.