As a student journalist, I do find myself with overwhelming feelings of inexperience. To be honest, it isn’t even just in academia. General life skills as well. I mean, I’m terrible with money and pretty awful at organizing. BUT, fingers crossed, I’l wake up one morning and be an all rounded and skilled human being…fingers crossed…
I am beginning to realize a more consistent occurrence of change. Good change though. I’ve just moved into a house with girls that I have grown to adore over my last year of university and I am beginning, not to forget, but to tear myself away from the old things and make room for the new.
I think one of the hardest things about being young is that you are so bombarded with choices and new people and you have no idea where you are going to end up. I think the only thing that comforts me is having an idea of where I want to be in 10 years; better to have an idea than there be no light at the end of the tunnel.
Saying that, It’s about the journey, the choices, the mistakes and the experiences that make life. I look back at the shit times and I know they’ve made me a stronger person, because if you are constantly happy and everything always goes well, then how will you handle it when things actually do go in the gutter.
I cannot wait for this year. I have 20 months till I am in the big wide world. I’m shitting it, but bring it on.