Well, first year of CreComm is quickly wrapping up. We've completed almost all of our major assignments for the term, and we survived!
I would be lying if I said that I handled this term like a pro, because I didn't. It was tough, hard fought, and in the middle of it all, I wasn't sure that I was even cut out for this program. (Are congratulations in order? Was this part of the test?)
The countdown for the end of this semester is on, but as I've said before, it is bittersweet.
I can't imagine what next year will hold, or even more dramatic than that, the year after that. I've become so used of my CreComm family. (Heck, I see these people more than I see my own family!) Now that things have calmed down, I can really appreciate them again!
I keep contemplating whether I chose the right major.
I came into this program with my sights set on being a journalist. It's all I've ever wanted to do, and I didn't even consider anything else when I was applying to be in this program. However, after this year and the opportunities that I've had, I'm not even sure if I am cut out for journalism. (I love to use adjectives in excess, I am disjointed in my abilities, and if and when I compare myself to others, I am not sure that I am up to par with those folks.)
It's a weird position to be in, and it's an even weirder thing to admit on my blog.
This summer I am going to try my hand at a communications job. (I'm not sure if communications is my calling either, but I figure I should give it a shot.) At this point I am not sure that I can even commit to saying which part of the industry I want to work in; I mean I know that I do want to work within this industry somehow, but this year has sort of blurred my objectives, and I am unsure of which direction I will take once CreComm is over.
I say this because my one true love (even more than writing/journalism) is my love of volunteer work. -- There is something about helping others, and knowing that I am a part of something that could potentially change other peoples lives, that really gets to me. I love working hard, and seeing my work rewarded in the form of change, and understanding on the part of others. (There is nothing I love more than to be able to make people understand, or evoke empathy for a cause that is near to my heart. I love to throw myself into a cause, give it all I've got, and watch the changes unfold...It's kind of weird, and I can't really explain it.)
I guess we'll see what the future holds. All I know right now is that I have survived the first year (thus far) and I have already learned so many things that will help me achieve my goals to "change the world." (Ugh, that sounds so cheesy!)
Until next time...