Technically, this should be "The End: Part 5" because I've completed five semesters now, but whatever.
SO, I've officially finished school and I'm simultaneously excited and uncomfortable about that. I was looking back on a blog post I wrote after my first semester finished. It's super weird to think how fast time has gone. It kind of freaks me out that I'm graduating soon (9 days from now) and that I really couldn't quite imagine this day coming when I first started. In the beginning it all seemed like it would be super hard, but it hasn't been that bad. I love the major I chose and because of it I've had some really cool opportunities.
In the beginning of this whole program I started out as a lot different. Over these past two years I've found more confidence in myself. I've generally figured out what I want to do with my life. I've found actual value in education. I've learned some more about procrastination (but let's be real here, I won't ever stop waiting until the last minute to do things). It's been quite the learning experience. I thought I would end up drowning in school work and either leave or get kicked out of the program... but I managed and worked through everything I had to (thanks mom and dad).
It's been an adventure. Some classes have really been a pain, some have been really great. It's taken a long time to get to this point. I've left one school to go to another, only to leave that school and go back to my original school, and then finally I left that school (again) and landed at The Mount. It'll be an emotional experience for graduations, because (and I've said this before) my only goal during freshman year was to drop out at sixteen. I saw no value in what I was learning and it all seemed kind of useless and stupid, to put it quite frankly. Thanks to these past two years, I'm excited to keep on learning and growing academically.
School was never something that came super easily. Starting in kindergarten I kind of struggled a lot with my maths and sciences. Honestly, I didn't even know how many inches were in a foot until I was probably in fifth or sixth grade. I had the hardest time adding and subtracting (still sort of do). It took me forever to learn my multiplication tables. I pretty much averaged in C's and D's on math tests in all of middle school while sitting in the lowest math class. I could color really well though, so there's that, and I was always pretty good in English. It probably wasn't until eighth grade that I actually learned and sort of understood algebra (thanks Charter). I did well in Biology sophomore year and science is no longer the worst thing in the world. I also managed an A- in my Intro to Functions and Modeling class, which wasn't even that complicated for me (yay perseverance after eleven years of schooling).
The reality of it all, was that for years I really didn't think I would amount to that much. It felt like everyone around me just knew and understood everything. I felt like I was below average. I didn't have a lot of faith in myself until I left GD and went to another school, where the gaps I had been missing my entire life were finally filled. Then I lost the confidence freshman year, but I think that was mostly because I was struggling with a lot internally as well. Now, I'm at a point where I'm ready to continue with college and I've found the confidence I needed for so long. I now know that I need to continue working hard and to not get so discouraged when things are challenging.
Walking at graduations will be an odd experience. I've seen my three brothers walk and always imagined the day for myself (mostly that I too would graduate from GD). Things have obviously changed, but for the better. I'm pleased with where I am. I'm excited to graduate with my Associate's in Human Services! It's been a fun, stressful, exciting, boring, weird, cool experience. I'm wicked excited to be going out to BYU-I as a sociology major to hang with some friends and one of my brothers. Everything ahead is coming much quicker than it all seemed it would as a kid. I've found some more of myself and the person I want to be. I've learned a little more to embrace who I am and not be so worried what others think of me.
Today's quote is pictured ("Work hard, be yourself, and have fun") and it's something I think has summed up the past two years. I've learned to work much harder than I have in previous years of schooling. Like I mentioned, I've learned to be more of myself, and at the end of the day, it's always good to have some fun through it all.
So, to end, thanks to those teachers who've helped me get through school. Thanks to my super cool fam for always being there (especially you, parents, because ya'll are the best). My parents have really pushed me to not give up in school. Everyone in my parents and siblings have all seen me get wicked mad at doing homework as a kid to the point I would rip it up and start yelling and crying (I was a very angry child). My lovely father has sat with me do to math homework throughout the years, especially when I was taking my stats class and we sat down for several hours before my final. My mom has helped me with English papers and editing and other things throughout the years as well. My family has been the greatest throughout this mess of elementary, middle, and high school/college.
Now to end, as many of us prepare for graduation this month and next, as Michael Scott once said, "May your hats fly as high as your dreams."
Thanks for reading!
---Maggie
SO, I've officially finished school and I'm simultaneously excited and uncomfortable about that. I was looking back on a blog post I wrote after my first semester finished. It's super weird to think how fast time has gone. It kind of freaks me out that I'm graduating soon (9 days from now) and that I really couldn't quite imagine this day coming when I first started. In the beginning it all seemed like it would be super hard, but it hasn't been that bad. I love the major I chose and because of it I've had some really cool opportunities.
In the beginning of this whole program I started out as a lot different. Over these past two years I've found more confidence in myself. I've generally figured out what I want to do with my life. I've found actual value in education. I've learned some more about procrastination (but let's be real here, I won't ever stop waiting until the last minute to do things). It's been quite the learning experience. I thought I would end up drowning in school work and either leave or get kicked out of the program... but I managed and worked through everything I had to (thanks mom and dad).
It's been an adventure. Some classes have really been a pain, some have been really great. It's taken a long time to get to this point. I've left one school to go to another, only to leave that school and go back to my original school, and then finally I left that school (again) and landed at The Mount. It'll be an emotional experience for graduations, because (and I've said this before) my only goal during freshman year was to drop out at sixteen. I saw no value in what I was learning and it all seemed kind of useless and stupid, to put it quite frankly. Thanks to these past two years, I'm excited to keep on learning and growing academically.
School was never something that came super easily. Starting in kindergarten I kind of struggled a lot with my maths and sciences. Honestly, I didn't even know how many inches were in a foot until I was probably in fifth or sixth grade. I had the hardest time adding and subtracting (still sort of do). It took me forever to learn my multiplication tables. I pretty much averaged in C's and D's on math tests in all of middle school while sitting in the lowest math class. I could color really well though, so there's that, and I was always pretty good in English. It probably wasn't until eighth grade that I actually learned and sort of understood algebra (thanks Charter). I did well in Biology sophomore year and science is no longer the worst thing in the world. I also managed an A- in my Intro to Functions and Modeling class, which wasn't even that complicated for me (yay perseverance after eleven years of schooling).
The reality of it all, was that for years I really didn't think I would amount to that much. It felt like everyone around me just knew and understood everything. I felt like I was below average. I didn't have a lot of faith in myself until I left GD and went to another school, where the gaps I had been missing my entire life were finally filled. Then I lost the confidence freshman year, but I think that was mostly because I was struggling with a lot internally as well. Now, I'm at a point where I'm ready to continue with college and I've found the confidence I needed for so long. I now know that I need to continue working hard and to not get so discouraged when things are challenging.Walking at graduations will be an odd experience. I've seen my three brothers walk and always imagined the day for myself (mostly that I too would graduate from GD). Things have obviously changed, but for the better. I'm pleased with where I am. I'm excited to graduate with my Associate's in Human Services! It's been a fun, stressful, exciting, boring, weird, cool experience. I'm wicked excited to be going out to BYU-I as a sociology major to hang with some friends and one of my brothers. Everything ahead is coming much quicker than it all seemed it would as a kid. I've found some more of myself and the person I want to be. I've learned a little more to embrace who I am and not be so worried what others think of me.
Today's quote is pictured ("Work hard, be yourself, and have fun") and it's something I think has summed up the past two years. I've learned to work much harder than I have in previous years of schooling. Like I mentioned, I've learned to be more of myself, and at the end of the day, it's always good to have some fun through it all.
So, to end, thanks to those teachers who've helped me get through school. Thanks to my super cool fam for always being there (especially you, parents, because ya'll are the best). My parents have really pushed me to not give up in school. Everyone in my parents and siblings have all seen me get wicked mad at doing homework as a kid to the point I would rip it up and start yelling and crying (I was a very angry child). My lovely father has sat with me do to math homework throughout the years, especially when I was taking my stats class and we sat down for several hours before my final. My mom has helped me with English papers and editing and other things throughout the years as well. My family has been the greatest throughout this mess of elementary, middle, and high school/college.
Now to end, as many of us prepare for graduation this month and next, as Michael Scott once said, "May your hats fly as high as your dreams."
Thanks for reading!
---Maggie
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