First off: I sincerely apologize for being inactive for almost a year.
Sophomore year was nothing less than stressful, amazing, terrible, and incredible, all at the same time. I'm not really sure how that happened but so many things did happen, but I'm so blessed that's it's summer and I can finally get back to blogging and enjoying life.
I learned a lot this past school year.
First off, it's never too late to change your major. Here I was, technically a junior in credits and I had this perfect little plan to be a business major and take on corporate America in a Lilly shift. Then I got a C in Financial Accounting and that kinda put the brakes on my dream.
It turns out Marketing wasn't my dream. It just was something that I thought I would be doing because I started as a Marketing major and for some reason thought I should finish college as one. But after three advisors telling me "no" and mental breakdowns in the advising office, I knew I needed change. You shouldn't feel knots in your stomach every time you enter the building of your college, but that was me. And then I went to the Journalism school's advising and in ten minutes, I was an advertising major with no harm done. I didn't feel like I was going to throw up when I passed by advising. I wasn't behind because I was so far ahead in my credits. So yeah. Sophomore year was that year that I decided to be an Advertising major within 10 minutes of talking to an advisor.
Secondly, boys are kinda the worst. I learned very quickly that you shouldn't compromise your standards to be on the same level as a boy because you think that's what it takes to get a boyfriend. I dealt with this not only fall semester, but spring semester too. And I figured out: it's not me. I'm not weird for having standards and wanted to be treated a certain way. So if I have to wait a couple more years and deal with a couple more dumb boys until I get it right, so be it. God has someone really awesome for me, so I shouldn't settle for someone who doesn't text back because I want something right now. Also, pro tip, don't cry over boys in general, but definitely don't cry over boys at a party where said boy is at because I did and 0/10, do not recommend.
Also, being in a sorority is the greatest thing in the world. But it's also one of the hardest things to do. I got a little and I love my little. The close friends (aside from my best friend) that I had last year, I didn't have anymore. I found a new friend group. I found another best friend. I started a lot of snap streaks with new friends. Lost a couple with old friends.
What I've learned is that if someone wants to be in your life, they will make it a priority. If they don't want to be your friend, they won't try. And friendships fizzle out. It's a part of life. That was one of the hardest lessons I had to learn this year.
But also being on exec is hard.
I was elected to our executive board in fall and I did not realize that it's one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. You get a lot of hate mail. You have to be the bad guy and tell your friends to stop doing things. You have a lot of late nights. You don't get thanked. You definitely don't get any appreciation.
But I love it.
I love that I'm a leader in my chapter. I love that I can make a positive impact on a chapter that has given me so much. I love that I can be a voice for those who aren't brave enough to say something. I love looking after sisters. I love it. And I'm so blessed that I was elected to this position.
So yeah. Sophomore year was rough. I cried a lot. I laughed a lot. I called my mom way too much. But I survived and I'm so excited to get back in a routine of posting on this.
I'm going to wrap this up with a wonderful Bible verse that sums up how I got through this whirlwind of emotions.
"For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11
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