“Tragedy blows through your life like a tornado, uprooting everything. Creating chaos. You wait for the dust to settle and then you choose. You can live in the wreckage and pretend it’s still the mansion you remember. Or you can crawl from the rubble and slowly rebuild.” – Veronica Mars [AKA My new obsession]
It’s the middle of the week and I can say that things are going good. Tonight, I go to my first soccer game [GO DC UNITED]. Tomorrow, I have an interview at a kick-ass company for an internship. [Fingers crossed please]. Next week, I start my internship at another kick-ass company. [myImpact. Check ’em out and support them!]
Life is good and I’m pretty happy. When moments of doubt overcome me, I remind myself that taking control of my life and actually doing things that I want to be doing requires patience. It won’t always be easy and working from home has its perks, as well its downfalls. I’m attempting to take what I love doing and what I have been doing for years and turn it into a business. That, my friends, is not easy.
In addition to the task at hand being difficult, then there is the nay-sayers, and the anonymous hate comments, etc etc. [Anyone having flashbacks to our Myspace days?] Price of not being a coward I suppose. I’ve never claimed to be super talented or super smart. Everything I’m doing, from photography to design (did you see my new blog header? COME ON OVER) to being a freelancer, is new to me. I am, however, working my ass off to make sure that I work from the ground up and get my foundation in order so it doesn’t come crumbling down on me 3 months from now. So yes, I’m an amateur and you know what? I’m not the smartest person out there. Since day one, as long as I can remember, I have worked hard to get to the next point in my life. All that hard work earned me a scholarship, respect among my peers and coworkers and respect from people who took the time to give me a chance.
I’m not here for you. I’m here for me and for those who value my efforts, even if I don’t succeed 100% at the end.
This is my journey, my detours and my struggle to succeed. This is me working my butt off to become someone I respect. When I look back at my life 50 years from now, I want my efforts and the fruits of my labor to stand out instead of my regrets.
This is how I choose to define my life.
Since I’m almost done with Veronica Mars [*tear*], I am looking for shows that you love, whether they’re old or new (I prefer ones on Netflix Instant, but you know). I’m currently catching up on Mad Men & Dexter as well.
I am also looking for new blogs to read…Who are some of your favorites? Enlighten me, my loves 🙂
And then I leave you with this.