My Life Then
Five years ago today, I graduated from High School unsure of my path. College is unfamiliar territory and I am afraid to make a wrong decision about the track that I want to pursue. I chose Communication Arts as I am fond of reading, and writing. I would've taken Journalism, but it wasn't offered at the university that my parents chose for me. I am secretly grateful for that because I didn't think I am good enough of a writer to pursue Journ. I was scared about the future that awaits me. Entering college made me feel like it's a decision that will determine my life. I have always been intimidated by what I do not know and by the people who know better than I do. I used to feel and see myself as someone too small to be noticed, praised, and recognized. Choosing a perfect course that would fit my dreams was hard for someone who's been told all her life who she should be what she should be like. I was frustrated not to know what I want. I was frustrated because ...