So my junior year is one week away from being halfway gone.


During Thanksgiving break I worked on Wednesday, Thursday, and Saturday. On Black Friday my friend Alex and I went to NYC. One of the best things about living in DC is that it is not considered crazy for people to go to NYC for a weekend because it only takes 4-6 hours to drive to NYC depending on traffic. We met up with another friend who grew up in NYC. It was really fun because we did a lot of shopping, went to the Museum of Sex, and walked around NYC. As cheesy it sounds, my favorite part of NYC is the Time Squares because of the shopping.

After Thanksgiving break, my world pretty much snapped back to reality, which consisted of four final exams, one pseudo-final exam, three final papers, two swim competitions (Bison Aquas did great in both competitions btw), working several shifts, and hunting for summer internships.

When my junior year began, I had no idea what will happen and etcetera. When I was a freshman, I found it impossible to imagine being a senior let alone a junior because the length of the period between becoming a freshman and becoming a junior felt like an eternity to me. Now when I look back on it, two years are not really that long to me anymore. Time flies rather fast. I mean, my junior year is already halfway gone, and by the end of next semester I will be officially a senior at Gallaudet University. I am not sure what to think about my senior year because every semester at Gallaudet is always unique in its own way. So far I noticed the pattern of college life.

Freshman year- it is a year of new beginnings. We make new friends, we become more responsible, we live in new places and etcetera.

Sophomore year- It is the year of the Sophomore Blues. Sophomore Blues from my own personal definition is a loss of one’s identity. The loss of one’s identity could be connected to not being sure about our majors, the shift in our relationships (of any kind), and being lost. I went through hell last year because I was completely lost- my morals were messed up, I had no idea what to major in. Many people kept pressuring me to major in education. My social life completely changed because I chose to stop hanging out with the wrong crowd that I chose to be friends with during my freshman year. Their actions after I skewed my friendship with them made my life at Gallaudet pure hell, but nonetheless I learned how to survive through it and move on. I will be honest- the Sophomore Blues truly suck, but if it was not for the Sophomore Blues, I would have never discovered my identity, my major (and minors), and what kind of relationships I will like to have with people. Even though I learned a lot last year, I refuse to go through it again. πŸ™‚

Junior year- so far it has been halfway the year, and it is a lot better than my sophomore year because I know who I am, I know what I want to do in the future even though it is kind of vague at times. The most difficult part about this year so far has been trying to find a summer internship.

So in a week I will be flying back to home, and when the spring semester starts, I will be one semester away from being a senior.

I really can’t say anything about what my life will be like when I become a senior because I will probably graduate in Dec 2012 or May 2013, but nonetheless several people in their final year at Gallaudet have told me that the last year at Gallaudet is often the most difficult of all because they have to make life-impacting decisions of what to do with their lives after graduation, which is too soon, and they have to start searching for jobs. Sounds scary, but hey, that is what life is supposed to be. πŸ™‚


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