Hi folks. So we officially made it to November. Fall is at its peak and the holiday season is just around the corner. All I can say is where has the time gone?
Well for this girl right here, a lot has happened in a year. From devoting this year to God and prayer, finishing up school, making it to NYC Nolchas Fashion Week (a month after getting fired from a job last October), volunteering at Charleston Fashion Week during my Spring Break (while also making my annual trip back to Savannah, GA as always), getting back to my photography roots, prepping my senior fashion showcase, closing some personal ties, traveling (lots), speaking at my friend's wedding, graduating college, quitting a job, on the verge of starting my own business, and now currently working six to eight jobs at the moment.
After reading that paragraph (or might I say one long ass run-on sentence), your thoughts are probably along the lines of "shit, this girl is on some wacked-up crack right now," "Damn, she's insane," or the infamous of all "How the hell is she not dying?" Well good question. I honestly don't got a damn clue. matter of fact, I have no idea what the hell is going on in my life. I do know, (and this is me sipping on some spiritual Jesus preaching juice), that God (I.E. the universe) is guiding me through the good, the bad, and downright ugly.
I'm probably preaching to the choir right now just from that statement. As we all know, everything sounds easier said than done. But in reality, nothing ain't always sunny and bright like ponies, daisies, and rainbows. .
In the past seven years after finishing high school, and now officially 25, I've struggled. in school, life, relationships, socially, etc. Now I'm not trying to sound selfish and I know everyone struggles in their own way (God Never made any human on this Earth perfect). What i've learned, as a recent college grad of almost six months, the stupid reckless effed-up shit you did in your early years, the frustration of not getting that perfect 4.0 GPA, the inability of not having that set life timeline (i.e. get settled down and married by the time you reach 21, having kids by the time you reach your mid-twenties, getting that family and career settled by thirty, etc.), or just comparing yourself to others, it doesn't matter. What matters is yourself. You against the world.
I'm far from perfect. In the past, i've fretted and broke down over getting a C on a test, paper, or project and considered that failing. A stupid one letter grade that is supposed to define my success and how I am going to lead my life. Bullshit. A letter grade shouldn't define you.
Now what's the point of this blog? Well I guess you'll find out more.