I'm Back

I know. I know. I'm the girl who says she wants to be a journalist but for two months shuts out the one place that welcomes her words with open arms.

Yes you heard that right. I have begrudgingly accepted what some may have known all along. I want to be a journalist. I figured the j-school would beat me down eventually and I'm finally willing to publicly acknowledge my love affair with this major. Now that's either extremely bold or extremely stupid, given that the rest of the economy has caught journalism's scent and is following its path - straight into the ground. But you must remember that I never seem to take the simple path in life.

Obviously my blogging absence hasn't been for a lack of material, that I can assure you.

In fact, as this semester winds down and 2008 enters its final month, I'm left wondering how so much could possibly happen in such a short period of time. I've already concluded that 2008 will have been my best year ever, but we'll ruminate on that when 2009 is closer.

That sweltering first day of school is yet another memory, gone like all the leaves on this tree-lined campus. October, the month of exams, papers and projects crept along while November has whizzed by like a skier headed down a slope of fresh powder. As much as my friends hate me for this, I've been taking it easy since Nov. 15, when I turned it my sole graduate school application. And it looks like the coasting will continue through the final two-week stretch. Finals are nonexistent for me, replaced with two final papers.

But the semester has comprised much more than schoolwork, and much more than I can recount right now. I've learned the value of honesty, candor and greeting the future with exhilaration instead of trepidation. I've learned that friends are best enjoyed when you don't shut them out. I've realized the person I think I am isn't always the one others see. And though I've come pretty far in the past three years, it's clear I've still got a whole lot left to learn.