Today I finished my last day of classes. The only thing that awaits me is finals, which starts on Wednesday.
It's a lazy Friday for me right now, so why not write a new post?
At this moment, I am watching 500 Days of Summer (in Spanish). Why, you may ask? No reason at all.
Anyway, this is not what I wanted to write about. I have been doing some reflecting on my freshman year in college. I can honestly say that I have learned so much about myself as a semi-independent student living thousands of miles away from my parents. Being away from home really made me analyze my belief systems. Why do I hold on to certain beliefs? Do I actually believe them or do I believe it under obligation from my parents? These types of questions really were influential in reshaping my worldview, and I know for a fact that I would not be experiencing all this if I were still at home.
I actually feel comfortable with who I am as a person because I really had to pick and choose the certain values and belief systems that only I agree with. With that being said, I'm glad I'm in college. I would not trade this experience for the world.
This college experience was a good learning experience in the areas of friendship. At the beginning of the year, I felt desperate to find friends, fearing that I might end up being perceived as a loner. Unfortunately, I lowered my standards in the quality friends I made, so I shouldn't have been surprised that these so-called friendships were phony. Yes, these poor quality friendships I made ended up horribly, but it was another life lesson that I will never forget.
As for living situations go, all I can say is that it's tough. Having a roommate for three quarters of the school year and abruptly leaving half way through the second semester, was probably the most frustrating event throughout my school year. I know I am not a perfect person, but I really did try to work things out as a civil roommate. Frustration, anger, and betrayal were growing inside of me even to this day, and it is still so difficult to let go of bitterness and animosity towards someone who lacks maturity in certain situations.
On that happy note, freshman year was not what I expected. Even though my situation was not close to being 'ideal,' I am grateful that all of the little mishaps occurred; without them, how will that make me a better person? Sometimes in life, trials come along to make you a stronger person. These life events give you the experience needed to succeed in life. This most certainly has been a growing year for me, and I will gladly accept life as it comes my way, whether good or bad.
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