Today marked a big day in my two years of university thus far. Why was it such a big day? Because I got my first A ever on an English paper. I know, I know… it doesn’t sound like much reason to celebrate. Especially if you were to look through the eyes of High School Scott, where As came as easy to me as court orders to Lindsay Lohan.
Now, I will say I have gotten a few As before in university, just never in my English classes… The reason why this A is so important is because I am an English major. For the longest time, well, up until now, I felt like I could not just win in English. I was pushing, and pushing, working and working, and all that would come to me were Cs and Bs. I mean, I was still proud of myself to some extent… I got a passing grade. I just wasn’t happy.
And the worst thing about being unhappy? It was that it made me question if I was in the right place. Was university meant for me? Was my success in high school a fluke? My “failures” (if I can call them that) in university really opened my eyes. It brought some bad, and it brought some good. I learned that life goes on when something bad happens and in 19 out of 20 cases, it most probably could be worse. That was the good. The bad is not worth mentioning in my opinion.
But now I got a good feeling. A feeling of “I can.” I know the possibility is there, and I know I can reach it as long as I work my ass off. What was once known as “High School Scott” is now “University Scott.” And what does University Scott encompass? A lot of things… he’s a little wiser, more sympathetic, more calm, more collected, more mature, and, above all, has a clear train of thought as to what to do and where to go.
Final Thoughts: And to think, all this reflection came from a simple grade? Haha!
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