I've completed this Hero's Journey with so much knowledge about myself. I've learned a lot about the things I need to do when faced with these types of situations, like be humble and patient. I've learned that it's okay to be disappointed when things don't work out the way you've planned them. However, I've also learned that it's not okay to take that disappointment out on others.
I've realized that my dreams are still going to come true, whether I attend the school of my dreams or not. I want to be a journalist, and I can do that no matter where I go. My career dream still has the potential to come true, and so does my life dream. No matter where I go, I want to be a leader. I want to change the lives of others for the better, so in turn they will want to do the same for someone else. That dream can come true whether I'm in Brunswick County, or Buies Creek, or even Wilmington, North Carolina. I want to inspire those around me.
I'd just like to tell everyone that it's so important to have a dream - have millions of them. No dream is too big. Always remember, though, some dreams don't come true. That doesn't mean you're a failure. That doesn't mean you won't achieve your other dreams. It just means that there is something better out there waiting for you than you dreamed for yourself. Don't be bitter over life's disappointments. We all have to face the fact that life isn't fair. It isn't fair to anyone, so don't think it's just you. It isn't. Be inspired by the beauty you see in the world. Chase after your dreams, and if some of them don't come true, at least you can say you tried. Don't ever stop believing in yourself and your potential. You can do and be anything; you just have to let yourself go where life leads you.
I'm ready to embark on my new journey at UNCW. I am confident that I will find myself there, and it will be more than I could have ever imagined for myself. That's what life is all about, right? Finding yourself and becoming your own person. After all, life is about the journey, not the destination.
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Resurrection
Throughout this whole college decision making process, I have been transformed as a person. I've seen a side of myself that I'm not very proud of and that I wouldn't like to see again. I've seen how difficult it is to be humble sometimes and that one has to always choose to be kind even when times are hard. I've realized that patience is definitely a virtue. I've learned to believe in myself and my abilities, even when I don't think I can.
I've gained a lot of insight about myself and my future. I'm not ashamed to say that I will be a UNCW Seahawk in the fall. I'm excited to find out what my life will be like there, and I can't wait to see who I'm going to become in the next four years. I'm still chasing my dreams, and that is the most important thing. That's one huge insight that I've gained from this journey: you can chase your dreams anywhere.
I've gained a lot of insight about myself and my future. I'm not ashamed to say that I will be a UNCW Seahawk in the fall. I'm excited to find out what my life will be like there, and I can't wait to see who I'm going to become in the next four years. I'm still chasing my dreams, and that is the most important thing. That's one huge insight that I've gained from this journey: you can chase your dreams anywhere.
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
The Road Back
During this journey, I've realized that my "Ordinary World" doesn't have anything to do with Campbell. My "Ordinary World" is the one in which I live happily with the people in my life. It's the world where I feel comfortable in what my life holds for me. I felt that way when I was sure I was going to Campbell. I was comfortable in my own skin and was happy with my life. When all the changes started to happen with UNCW, I wasn't the person I usually am. I was unhappy and mean. I didn't like the person I was. I so desperately wanted to get back to the happy-go-lucky person I've always been.
Now, thankfully, I'm making that journey back. I'm comfortable in not knowing what is going to happen at UNCW. I'm comfortable in my own skin again, and I think that is so important. I think it's especially important when a person is about to start college and be out on their own. I'm committed to being that person again, who is happy and secure in what the future holds.
Monday, May 27, 2013
Reward
Although, at the time I wouldn't have said this, but I'm so thankful I had to go through all this mess. I've gained so much insight into my life and my new journey. I'm more excited now to go to UNCW and see what it has to offer me. I have no idea what will happen there, but now I'm thankful to get this opportunity. I've learned that not everything in life will work out the way we want it to, but that's no reason to take it out on people we love.
I don't worry about what my life would have been like at Campbell so much anymore. Mostly I don't because I'll probably never find out what it would have been like. That's how life is: you make all these plans, most of the time they don't work out, then you end up getting something better than you could have planned for yourself.
I'm looking forward to my year at UNCW and meeting new people. I know my life is about to change drastically. I can't wait!
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Ordeal
Ordeal doesn't even begin to describe what happened between Lexi and me today. I kept finding stuff out that had been said here and there, you know the typical high school drama. I got fed up with it, and I decided that I had to talk to Lexi about it because it was ridiculous. Long story short, we were yelling at each other in public, and it was very embarrassing. We had a lot of other bad stuff between us, but when she looked at me and said, "I think you're resentful toward me for going to Campbell when you can't," I just stopped. I am resentful toward her for going to Campbell when I can't. Hearing those words from someone else made it much more real to me. I just started crying. All I could say was, "I am resentful, and it's not your fault. But it's like you don't care at all." She told me that she did care and that she was so sorry that things didn't work out for me. She told me that I had to let it go because it wasn't good for me. She ensured me that things would work out at UNCW and that God has a plan for me there.
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I had a moment where I could literally feel the burden lifted off my chest. I could feel the anger and resentment towards her and the whole situation just disappear. The part of myself that was making me mean and hurtful towards others was gone.
Needless to say, Lexi and I worked things out. It was a tough conversation to have, but I'm glad we had it. I knew it was going to be a bad argument, but no matter how bad it was, I think we both needed to get everything off our chests. I didn't realize how bad I had been hurting her, in the same way she had been hurting me. I'm thankful to have my best friend back.
Saturday, May 25, 2013
Approach to the Inmost Cave
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Plus, I don't even think she feels bad about me not being able to go there. It just seems like to me that she hasn't even given it any thought. That's what hurts my feelings the most. Am I wrong for that? Probably. Am I being humble? No. But she's not going to understand. That's why I haven't even
tried to talk to her. Maybe I will though.
Maybe that's what we both need.
Tests, Allies, and Enemies
Throughout this whole process, one obvious, major test I've faced is coping with the fact that I've had to let go of my dream. It hasn't been easy, but I've realized that my dream isn't completely shattered. UNCW is a great area to study journalism, and I'm lucky they even wanted me as a part of their student body. I'm trying to see the glass half full and be excited about my future as a Seahawk. Although, a part of me will always be a Camel, I have to embrace my inner Seahawk.
An enemy that I'm trying to overcome is dealing with the fact that my best friend, Lexi, is attending Campbell, and I'm not. I've really struggled to be accepting of this. It just isn't fair, and I know that isn't her fault, but that still doesn't make me feel any better. I'm still waiting to see what is going to happen with this.
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Friday, May 24, 2013
Crossing the First Threshold
After fretting (to death) about my college decision internally for a few weeks, I finally decided to sit down and talk to my parents about money. I had this grand speech planned out, and I just knew I was going to walk away becoming a camel in the fall.
Well, needless to say, that all crashed and burned.
As soon as I started to talk about money and loans, my parents simply stated that they couldn't sign a loan for me because they didn't sign them for my sisters. It really was as simple as that. Loans were the only way I was ever going to be able to afford Campbell, so when they told me that I knew the decision was made...
In August of 2013, I would become a UNCW Seahawk.
I sent in my enrollment deposit the next day, and slowly tried to let go of one of my dreams.
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Hello Wilmington, NC |
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Goodbye, Buies Creek. |
Meeting with the Mentor
I spent many grueling hours trying to figure out everything with Campbell. I didn't want to talk to anyone about it because I didn't think they would understand. One day, I was noticeably stressed out. My journalism teacher, Mrs. McKinley, has always been the first person to recognize if I'm not my usual happy-go-lucky self. This particular day, she seemed even more concerned than usual. We sat down and talked, and boy did that talk do some good!
I explained everything that was going on to Mrs. McKinley. I told her about the money situation with Campbell and how I had the opportunity to attend UNCW. Mrs. McKinley attended UNCW herself, so of course she had a lot of really wonderful things to say about it. I tried to explain how I felt in the best way possible. Mrs. McKinley was my teacher for three years, so she knew all about my dream of attending Campbell. I knew that she understood exactly where I was coming from. Little did I know that she had a similar story of her own to tell.
Mrs. McKinley explained to me that when she reached her senior year of high school, the only school she had ever dreamed about going to was UNC-Chapel Hill. She had been accepted, which is a huge feat for most people. She had her heart set on going there, but then she began thinking about the campus and how big it was. She explained to me that she wasn't much of a city girl, and she didn't know how well she would fit in at Chapel Hill. She luckily, like me, had applied to other schools, UNCW being one of them. When it came down to making her decision, she chose UNCW because she knew in the long run it would make her happy. All of that turned out to be true because UNCW is where she met her husband, and now they have a beautiful little girl. That would have never happened if she had chosen to become a Tar Heel.
The point I know she was trying to get across to me was that it's okay if my dreams don't work out. It's okay to be disappointed about it. But the important thing to remember is that most of the time there is something better waiting out there for everyone, even if we aren't able to see it yet. The talk I had with her really motivated and encouraged me. I felt so much better knowing that someone completely understood where I was coming from.
Ultimately, I knew the decision was still up to me, and it was my time to decide.
I explained everything that was going on to Mrs. McKinley. I told her about the money situation with Campbell and how I had the opportunity to attend UNCW. Mrs. McKinley attended UNCW herself, so of course she had a lot of really wonderful things to say about it. I tried to explain how I felt in the best way possible. Mrs. McKinley was my teacher for three years, so she knew all about my dream of attending Campbell. I knew that she understood exactly where I was coming from. Little did I know that she had a similar story of her own to tell.
Mrs. McKinley explained to me that when she reached her senior year of high school, the only school she had ever dreamed about going to was UNC-Chapel Hill. She had been accepted, which is a huge feat for most people. She had her heart set on going there, but then she began thinking about the campus and how big it was. She explained to me that she wasn't much of a city girl, and she didn't know how well she would fit in at Chapel Hill. She luckily, like me, had applied to other schools, UNCW being one of them. When it came down to making her decision, she chose UNCW because she knew in the long run it would make her happy. All of that turned out to be true because UNCW is where she met her husband, and now they have a beautiful little girl. That would have never happened if she had chosen to become a Tar Heel.
The point I know she was trying to get across to me was that it's okay if my dreams don't work out. It's okay to be disappointed about it. But the important thing to remember is that most of the time there is something better waiting out there for everyone, even if we aren't able to see it yet. The talk I had with her really motivated and encouraged me. I felt so much better knowing that someone completely understood where I was coming from.
Ultimately, I knew the decision was still up to me, and it was my time to decide.
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Refusal of the Call
I thought about my college decision a lot constantly, and I came to a conclusion:
I absolutely did not want to go to UNCW. I didn't have the same feeling about it that I had about Campbell. I wasn't ready to start a life there. I hadn't ever planned on going there. I knew I wouldn't fit in at UNCW. I refused to call Wilmington home. I wasn't ready to give up my dream yet. I was determined to make Campbell work. Buies Creek would be my home in the fall.
UNCW was not an option.
I absolutely did not want to go to UNCW. I didn't have the same feeling about it that I had about Campbell. I wasn't ready to start a life there. I hadn't ever planned on going there. I knew I wouldn't fit in at UNCW. I refused to call Wilmington home. I wasn't ready to give up my dream yet. I was determined to make Campbell work. Buies Creek would be my home in the fall.
UNCW was not an option.
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Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Call to Adventure
Hello everyone! For my final AP English IV project,
I have to write about the stages of the Hero’s Journey. Some people in my class
wrote children’s books, others wrote short stories. However, I chose to write a
blog about the 11 stages of the Hero’s Journey based on a hero that I know
best: myself.
I hope you are able to enjoy this journey along with me. It
hasn’t and it won’t be easy, but it will definitely be worth it.
This year, I have had to make many tough decisions.
I didn’t realize that, as a senior, so much stuff would be put on my plate. One
decision that I thought was set in stone was the one I made to attend Campbell
University in the fall. For the past two years, I had my sights set on
Campbell. When I went for a tour there, I fell in love. I knew it was the
school for me. It was my perfect fit.
When I applied in September, I felt very hopeful that I would get in and be offered some sort of financial assistance because it’s a private school. I got my acceptance letter in the mail in October, and everything I’d been hoping for had come true. Without hesitation, I sent in my enrollment deposit and signed up for housing, all before Christmas. I was so proud of myself for being accepted to the college of my dreams and having everything settled before Christmas break.
I thought I was done (finally) stressing over college. I
thought wrong.
After I filled out my FAFSA, Campbell sent me an
original award letter of how much money I would get in loans and such. From the
beginning I thought tuition at Campbell was only $28,000. That is the amount
that is posted on their website, so when I received my acceptance letter I was
very excited because they had given me more than half of that in scholarships.
When I received my award letter, the amount they listed for tuition was
$37,000. My heart sank. There was no way I would be able to pay that money.
Luckily, before all the chaos ensued, I applied to ECU and UNCW and both accepted
me. I never wanted to go to ECU; I just loved their journalism program. So
really, my only option was UNCW. And the question presented itself: What was I
going to do?
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The only school I ever really wanted to go to was Campbell. I was already considering myself a camel. I couldn't even picture myself going anywhere else. Sadly, the day came where I had to start...
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