I know it’s a little late writing about my hopes and New Year’s resolution for this year but I wanted to get a taste of 2017 before setting any goals and milestones. For the five months that I have experienced, 2017 you are filled with love, laughter, fond memories, and stress!
January. You showed me how to stay connected to the world around me and accepting to the changes that were happening around me. From taking my digital journalism class, it opened my eyes to the distress that our county and our world faced. Ranging from disease to terrorist attacks to politics to environmental issues. This classes showed me how to voice my opinion to where I published my first piece “The Pill of Youth?” in the online magazine, POETINIS.
February. You showed that vulnerability is not a weakness, but it’s actually a strength. The argument we have been through were intense. I have never been an expressive person and I keep a lot to myself. I don’t like to let people in for fear they would leave or use my secrets against me. But you proved me wrong. You listened and work with me through it all.
When we shut ourselves off from vulnerability, we distance ourselves from the experiences that bring purpose and meaning to our lives. – Dr. Brene Brown
March. Or as I like to call it “Senior Presentation Month”. Senior presentations and writing a senior paper are the last requirements we need to fulfill in order to graduate. Presenting a 20 minute PowerPoint presentation on the experiment that I have been working for the last two years to the Whittier Scholar Council, my advisor and sponsor, my peers, and my family was beyond nerve racking. Many questions ran through my head like: “What is I messed up? Will I not graduate? What if I cannot answer the audience’s questions?” Nevertheless, the presentation went smoothly and many of my professors were impressed to see the work I have done and are eager to see what future studies hold.
April. Deadlines and finals are fast approaching. These will be the last exams, papers, projects I will ever do as an undergraduate. These was the final allnighter I will ever pull with my friends and classmates here at Whittier. The final late night taco truck runs to fill our empty stomach with food to keep us going. The final everything. To be honest we were more reminiscent of the how this was going to be “the last whatever” than actually studying. With emotions kicking into high gear, deadlines, and senioritis hitting hard, this was by far the hardest month that you have thrown at me. But we crawled our way through.
Finally May. After 4 years of tears, sweat, and gallons of coffee later, we did it! I graduated college! I am still at a lost for words. As a first generation Chinese-American, I cannot express the pride that I have for my family and for myself that I graduated from college. All my hard work paid off! I cannot be more thankful for all the people that have supported me throughout my journey! I am done with this chapter of my life. I will never forget all the great friends that I made here and the memories we shared. Starting out as scared, clueless freshmen to confident, knowledgeable graduates. Congratulations Class of 2017! I cannot wait for what the future holds for us!
Excited for what is to come,