I had just turned 22 years old when I completed 16 years of education, topped with a Bachelors degree in Liberal Studies and a minor in Youth Ministry.
Since walking across the stage, my life, by no means has gotten any more predictable. Looking back, I wish someone would have warned me about the craziness life had in store right after walking across the stage, but I've realized that no one really has it figured out when you're 20 years old.
I am currently living with three of the best women I know. The four of us live in a tiny, two-bedroom apartment and we all couldn't be any more different. We stay up late talking about the Kardashians, test the waters of the apartment security by constantly singing at the top of our lungs, and I'm pretty sure we've set off the smoke-detector at least once a week since moving here. These girls keep me grounded when I want to explode, and make me smile when I walk in late at night from a long day. They've become my best friends and they make paying this OC rent so worth it.
Another part of my life that had changed dramatically since walking across the stage was my relationship status. Yeah, it wasn't but just a year ago I posted on this blog about how content I was with being single. To be honest, I truly was content. I was about to graduate and had absolutely no idea who I would ever even see again. Turns out, the man I would soon fall head over heals for had always been there. Robby and I will now have been dating for 10 months on March 6. You heard that, 10 months since the day I also walked across the stage. Post-graduation, I ended up meeting up with him and it all just clicked. My goofy, music loving, and flirty acquaintance became my sweet, loving, and silly best friend.
Although 99% of my graduating class is now done with school and into the world of trial and error with finding a forever job, I have found myself on a much different route. Since graduating, I have landed myself back in school. I plan to one day be a teacher, so this means more schooling to receive my credential. When August came, I had moved into my apartment and started the "rigorous" program back at my Alma Mater. What they didn't tell me what just exactly how utterly consuming the program would be. It was do-able, but for a 22 year old just trying to pay rent and see her long-distance boyfriend once in a while, full-time education just wasn't going to cut it.
I switched to part-time in my credential program and have been praising God through it all. I was blessed with two close friends who also stand by my side as we fight to get through these next three semesters. In all honesty, I have spend most of my Thursday nights crying because of the amount of stuff I have to get done for school, while also juggling a part time job. It is not easy friends. I just recently began my beginning student teaching, and I have to say, the madness is worth it when I am hands-on in the classroom. With the help of my friends, family, and Robby, I truly cannot wait to receive my credential and be done with school... well, kind of.
I know it has been a while since I have written. Hopefully all this blabber can update you as to where I am at. I'm excited and scared at the same time and I'm realizing that it is okay.
Stay Beautiful,
Meagan
No comments