Decisions, decisions, decisions.<\/p>\n
Growing up, I remember my grandfather would always say that phrase. Whenever Papa presented me with a list of options, and when I replied with his favorite phrase of mine, \u201cI dunno,\u201d he would always chuckle and mutter, \u201cDecisions, decisions, decisions.\u201d <\/p>\n
In high school, I thought I had a lot of decisions to make. Should I take AP Environmental Science instead of AP Chemistry? Should I quit dance and join the theater program? Should I take both French and Latin? Should I go to China with People to People? What colleges should I apply to? Which college should I go to? I thought that I had a myriad of decisions before me in high school. <\/p>\n
And then I came to the College of the Holy Cross, where I realized that what I thought was a myriad of decisions in high school was really a pithy amount. I can\u2019t remember the last time that I have had the opportunity to make so many wonderful decisions in my life than this week alone. In addition to the sheer magnitude of decisions that I have to make, there\u2019s one very large difference between these and the decisions I had to make in high school. These decisions could very well affect my future career, which is an extremely scary and daunting thought! <\/p>\n
What classes should I take? Well, thankfully, I\u2019ve narrowed my class options down to about eight, and I\u2019m meeting with my advisor next week to make the final cut. Should I switch my major to World Literature or stay an English major? After a long, heartfelt talk with Professor Kee, I\u2019ve decided to stay an English major. Should I study abroad this summer? I just got off the phone with my parents, and I think that I will be. I\u2019m just very happy that I have people in my life, whether they be professors or my parents, that I can go to and will listen to me weighing the pros and the cons aloud. With all their support and help, I know I can make the right decisions to help my academic career reach its full potential. I know that I\u2019ve made at least one right decision \u2013 coming to Holy Cross. I honestly feel that not as many wonderful options would be as readily available to me if I had attended any other college. <\/p>\n
Ah, decisions. Well, at least now, I\u2019m not shrugging my shoulders and saying, \u201cI dunno.\u201d Papa might be impressed that I\u2019ve grown up a little.<\/p>\n
Only a little, though. When I found out that I was accepted as a tour guide, I jumped up and down, danced around my room, blasted \u201cPerfect Day\u201d by Hoku, and screamed in very high pitches. I\u2019m still a five year old at heart! <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Decisions, decisions, decisions. Growing up, I remember my grandfather would always say that phrase. Whenever Papa presented me with a list of options, and when I replied with his favorite phrase of mine, \u201cI dunno,\u201d he would always chuckle and mutter, \u201cDecisions, decisions, decisions.\u201d In high school, I thought I had a lot of decisions … <\/p>\n