1 week till San Francisco.

Summer is coming to an end and fall semester starts in 2 weeks. I have come to the realization that I might not be prepared to enter the world of graduate school. A little too late for that don’t ya think? It has only recently become all too real when my advisor and program coordinator started sending out reminder emails about things to do or remember before starting school. Truth is, I have yet to finish the summer reading and pack my bags. Thank goodness I already found a place to live. I guess I do have (some of) my shit together.

Going to graduate school has always been the plan, but the question that I find myself thinking about now is: “am I really ready?”. I know that once I get there and start going to classes I will be ready, but lately I have been doubting myself. Seeing my friends either going after what they love or taking the safe route by seeking a good paying job had really made me think about my decision in continuing my education. Then it hit me, for the first time in my life my peers/colleagues/friends are not on the same (exact) path as me. I am now entering a new chapter in my life and I feel both excited and scared. I pray that I can survive this new path on my own. But you know what, I just gotta put my on my “big girl pants” and knock ’em dead.