I'm in desperate need of an Ah Ha! moment. I beat myself up over so many things that I fail to look at the positive things that are constantly happening in my life. I worry too much. I worry about things that hold little relevance and put too much effort in trying to control things that are way out of my control. I center my world around school and work when I should really focus on living. Life is passing me by while I sit and contemplate on what I needs to be done. Why miss Saturday's game night for an article I probably won't write until Sunday? The work will be there tomorrow, and most likely I will be more willing to write because I'm in a better space (frame of mind).
Moral of this story is stressing leads you no where. It doesn't change the situation you are in, but the way you react does change the outcome. The only thing you can control is your attitude. Love yourself, it's the only way you can appreciate the life God's given you. Make Lemonade!
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
The Struggle Is Real
Ever have one of those days where you felt like the cookie at the bottom of the barrel. You know the one with the broken ends and the missing chocolate chips. Well today after I received my first grade in Popular Music Reporting, which was a B, I felt just like that cookie, crushed. Some of you will probably think I'm tripping and I probably am, but you need to know my back story.
I am a graduate student at Northwestern University. I was excepted in to the Medill School of Journalism in 2011 and started school the summer of that same year. I was to graduate in June of 2012 with a Master of Science in Journalism, but I did not once life got in the way. After a stressful second quarter, a quarter break and I returned to grad school only to get hospitalized for a hernia two weeks before the quarter ended. Fast forward from June 2012 to April 2013 and I am back in my third quarter of grad school, just wanting to graduate. Im not worried about being in the top of the class, I just want to finish. You are probably thinking "then why are you worried about that B?" Well a B at Medill is the lowest grade you can get. On order to stay in this program, you must maintain a 3.0 (B) average. With a B on my first assignment that means I can't afford for my grades to go down. I must maintain or achieve higher grades on my up coming assignments. All of this has me once again questioning if journalism is my chosen path. As much as I love to write, I have yet to master all the skills the school says I must possess or learn how to tolerate critique. Knowing this shrinks my confidence down to the size of a mustard seed. I know that this is all I need when it comes to faith but I'm not sold on it being the same for confidence.
Anyway I refuse to remain that broke cookie. No one likes broke cookies.
I am a graduate student at Northwestern University. I was excepted in to the Medill School of Journalism in 2011 and started school the summer of that same year. I was to graduate in June of 2012 with a Master of Science in Journalism, but I did not once life got in the way. After a stressful second quarter, a quarter break and I returned to grad school only to get hospitalized for a hernia two weeks before the quarter ended. Fast forward from June 2012 to April 2013 and I am back in my third quarter of grad school, just wanting to graduate. Im not worried about being in the top of the class, I just want to finish. You are probably thinking "then why are you worried about that B?" Well a B at Medill is the lowest grade you can get. On order to stay in this program, you must maintain a 3.0 (B) average. With a B on my first assignment that means I can't afford for my grades to go down. I must maintain or achieve higher grades on my up coming assignments. All of this has me once again questioning if journalism is my chosen path. As much as I love to write, I have yet to master all the skills the school says I must possess or learn how to tolerate critique. Knowing this shrinks my confidence down to the size of a mustard seed. I know that this is all I need when it comes to faith but I'm not sold on it being the same for confidence.
Anyway I refuse to remain that broke cookie. No one likes broke cookies.
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