One (And A Half) More Year!
Do you ever start to just go crazy? You have your life plan and life goals all figured out, but oh no. You can’t start working on this now. You have to wait and wait…and wait some more. I have my heart set on my dream, but I feel like I’m not supposed to dream until everyone else is ready for me.
One thing that people in the Midwest do not realize is that not everyone is satisfied with staying here. Not everyone is content with settling down in the same area her family is from and building her life here. Just because I don’t have the desire to go to a traditional college does not mean I’m going to fail. I don’t have traditional hopes or dreams, but this doesn’t make me insane. How exciting would the world be if everyone decided to follow the norm and do what was expected of her? It wouldn’t.
I firmly believe that by the end of sophomore year, each student should have a meeting with his or her counselor. In this meeting, the counselor should ask if the student has his or her future career in mind. A yes should result in the student taking specialized classes in this area. Why should I be required to take chemistry and trig if I’m going to be a singer? Without having to take these classes, I would have more hours open to actually focus on music. It would enable me to enroll in more choirs and music based classes. These are the types of classes that will ultimately comprise my college experience.
I get frustrated with close minded people. I know my career choice isn’t going to be easy or conventional. I have determination and the skills to get what I want. I know there’s a chance of me failing. So what? I’d rather put my all into my passion and fail than sit around my whole life, restless but safe, wondering “what if?”. To these people I say, without dreams and risk, life would be boring. Life would be full of nothing to be proud of because no chances were taken or fought for. God doesn’t put a dream into someone’s heart for nothing. He does it to see what we can make of our talents and what we’re willing to do to prove to Him we appreciate what we’re given. Be different.
I realize this rant doesn’t change anything. For the next year and a half, I’ll be taking a lesson from Jon Foreman and letting my shadows prove the sunshine.
