Growing up, I used to write in a diary almost every day. Like a little girl that believed her life was something to be recorded, I poured out my heart onto my stationary diary, unveiling secrets about cute boys at school and arguments with parents that seemed never-ending. But then I eventually started to grow up and no longer found time to write in it, until I soon saw it as something childish and unimportant. I have never really blogged before because I just found the idea of writing to the world very creepy and I did not see the point in telling the world about my personal issues. However, I do find that from time to time, I still take out my journal and vent out on paper. It seems like the only time I ever write in a journal is during my weakest points in life. Points such as breakups, heartaches, and just plain teenage drama. I've found it to be a very helpful tool in venting and letting my emotions out, especially when sometimes you just want to talk aloud and not necessarily hear anyone else's point of view.
Now that I am blogging, I think I might actually get the hang of this and may enjoy it very much. I had no idea that you could set some blogs on private if you did not want the whole world in on your thoughts. It is pretty cool that since our world is moving forward with technology, that people still manage to keep journaling alive, but simply do so online rather than on paper.
Entering college, I was very fearful of how hard it would be for me to balance all of school, family, work, and church. The first week of college life only made my stomach twist even more as I became overwhelmed at how busy I was. I started to question myself and my priorities. Should I keep working? I mean I am only working two or threee days, but even then I feel like I won't have enough time. Seeing the massive number of nursing majors at FIU made me realize how truly competitive this field was. If I was going to do this and I mean really pursue this career, there was no space for errors. One slip and who knows how deep rock bottom would be. Now, I could just be exaggerating a bit, but this is how I really felt during the first few days of school. I hate to admit this, but I think at one point I found myself crying and doubting whether I can balance all of my priorities. I have always been known to be extremely successful at managing my time wisely. Growing up in a family that emphasizes the importance of education, it's become second nature to me to breeze through school by easily being able to put homework first. My best friend asks me all the time how I am able to manage my time so well, and I am a bit confused myself as to how I do it. To me, organizing my schedule and staying on top of my schoolwork has become a habit to me. I have been doing it all my life and I guess I have just gotten the hang of it. I must say, I am now in a much better state of mind than I was during the first few days of school. My tasks seemed all too much to handle, but now it seems like I can do this. It may not be easy, but no prize in life ever really is right? Life happens and we all just have to take it one step at a time. There is nothing that you can't do if you put your mind to it and believe in your heart that you can do anything.
