2010 was a year of growth for me-I learned a little bit more about myself. At the end of 2009, I decided that I was going to move. I applied to BYU, BYU Hawaii, and BYU-I. I told myself that I would never, ever live in Utah...EVER! This was my mentality since I was in high school. I was accepted to the University of Utah when I was in high school, but decided not to go because I was never going to live in Utah. Well, by March, the applications were in and all I could do was wait. The notification for BYU Hawaii came first. That was at the top of my list because I wanted to study International Cultural Studies with an emphasis in communications and finish my schooling in Hawaii. Sounds perfect, right? Well, since I was finishing my third year at UCCS, they said that I was too far along in school to transfer. Darn. I was upset, and cried, but I moved on.
I wasn't too thrilled about Rexburg or Provo, but I would go to either one-whichever one wanted me. The next letter came from BYU-I. I had been accepted. What sounds better than extremely cold winters and tons of RM's who want to get married? HA-not for me. But, one of my best friends, Tami, goes to school in Rexburg and I figured it would work out like it was supposed to-at least it wasn't Utah. (Deep down I was hoping to get accepted to BYU because over the winter I had become close with my long, lost friend, Jessica.)
The last letter had finally come. I was so nervous to see if I had been accepted to BYU or not. I opened the email to find out I had not been accepted. I cried. And cried. Now what was I going to do? I didn't really want to go to Idaho because I knew more people in Provo and it was a little closer to home and family in Salt Lake. You know how it turns out since I'm in Provo now. I decided to go to UVU and moving to Utah has been one of the best decisions I have ever made-and one of the biggest changes in my life this year.
I have met people here who have changed my life and uplifted me. Not all of my credits transferred to UVU, so I'll be here longer than I thought, but there is no rush to get out of here. Of course, I miss my family. But I wouldn't trade the memories I've made, the people I've met, or the experiences I've had, for anything. I have learned to appreciate my family, and the time we get to spend together, much more than I ever have. You'll never know if anything was worth it unless you take a chance. And most of the time, it is worth it. Even if it didn't turn out how you wanted it to-you always learn something.
I have a lot of learning to do, and the challenges aren't always fun, but, I have enjoyed this new journey that I started this year. It's not over yet.
As far as my hopes for 2011 go, I hope that I can be more patient. It would be nice to get in shape and be more organized. There are improvements I would like to make in my relationships with my friends and family. I hope to do better in school this semester. I want to finish the Book of Mormon again this year. I'd like to travel to new places. No matter the changes or improvements that I make, I just want to continue being happy with who I am. Yes, I'm a little bigger than I'd like to be; I'm not as organized as some; I'm not as funny or charming as others; I'm not as smart as some folks; I make a lot of mistakes and I am not perfect. But, I think I have the perfect life for me.
2010=success.
Bring it on, 2011!!
Happy New Year, folks!
