One year.
I graduated a year ago. A year ago I was just starting a whole new chapter of my life and was scared to death but so excited at the same time. I was trying to get a job to pay for school. I was going to major in Social Sciences Teaching. And last of all, I was moving in with people I had never met before.
A lot has changed since then.
I found a job and it is a steady one. I am not particularly fond of it but it is a job and I have the opportunity to make my schedule around my school schedule. I changed my major completely. I am now a Dance major with the hopes of double majoring in Athletic Training. With that I hope to go to Physical Therapy School. I would love that so much.
I have moved in to a second apartment and I still got to go through moving in with people I have never met before. I like it a lot but I do want to move in with people that I do know at some point. I don't want to just be a floater that never has some steady friends and roommates.
I am excited for what this new year, year 2 on my own, has to offer.