Chapter 23: The longer you wait the sweeter it is

 

Chapter 23:

The longer you wait, the sweeter it is

October 2013

Life is crazy sometimes. Too crazy.

After being denied from the GLOBE program I was back to the grind and in search for more opportunities.

It wasn't longer after the rejection email that I received an email that reassured me that trusting in God is truly the best thing to do.

On Oct 2, 2013, I received an email from the assistant men's basketball coach, CB McGrath asking me to become a JV basketball manager. Cover your ears.

 I screamed. I yelled. And I punched my suite mate until all of my energy was gone. In short, I accepted the position and have been working as a manager for a few weeks now. The job is not as much as a time commitment as the varsity football position and also I actually have a passion for basketball. I will be sharing more about the position in a later chapter, but for now I am in love with the position. It is truly a dream come true.

I survived the first wave of exams and realized it was time for another fall break. It kind of snuck up on me; I guess time does fly when you’re having fun??

This fall break seemed different. I was less worried with what what my mom could cook for dinner, but I was more worried on just relaxing with my family with no worries. Fall break would be the first time I had been home in about 6 weeks. However, I found that the longer I was away from home the faster the time went. I didn't forget about the little town of Valdese but I was getting used to seeing something bigger. Not better just bigger and with bigger comes more adventure. And that's what I love. So venturing back home was awesome. I had missed my family, but not homesick, I had missed my town, but not that feeling of wanting to live there again.

My goals became clear. Moving away is needed for me to chase my dreams. However coming home is ever so sweet.

On Friday night of Fall Break I went to my high school’s homecoming game. I do have to say I wasn't going for the game but for the people. It's very difficult to watch a high school football game when you are so used to the college football atmosphere. When I arrived at the game with my friend we were greeted with pins from our graduation year, which just gave me another reminder that I will be graduating again in the near future.

When you live in a small town like I do you know everyone, so a football game turns into a reunion. I was able to see a bunch of friends that I grew up with and some of my past teachers. I was walking through the concourse area when I heard a familiar voice, “Austin Helms.” As I turned around I saw my second grade teacher, Mrs. Leslie Cline. Without a doubt she is one of my all-time favorite teachers, and seeing her on this homecoming night seemed every so fitting.  She informed me that she reads my blog on the regular and she hopes that one day her son will be able to benefit from my experiences/advice. It put a huge smile knowing that she reads my blog and also knowing that I could make a difference in someone else’s life that had such an impact on mine. After we chatted for a while she made it clear that she better be one of the first ones to have a copy of my book!

Going back home is always awesome. I gain weight, get a bunch of loving, and get to catch up on the small town gossip. Life is defiantly crazy. But that's why it is so worth living.

 "The longer you wait the sweeter it is.” The last night of Fall Break my family and I went down to my Pawpaw Wade’s house to give him a visit. As we were pulling in I noticed how pretty the sky was and convinced my dad to drive out in the field so I could capture the moment. The beautifully pained orange sky lit up the mountains in the near distance. It was breathtaking. It looked a lot like my life. Way off in the distance I see something, but now I must wait and keep on working towards my goals.  There is something sweet out there, maybe not as sweet as your mommas loving, but keep working.

Chapter 22

 

Chapter 22:

Missing Opportunities:

Gaining Motivation

 

I’m mostly a positive person. Optimism has always been a part of my life. Life is a gift from God and being positive when life is in the dumps is the best way to overcome obstacles.

Even though I try to stay positive through everything, missing opportunities really gets to me.

This chapter is a challenge for me.  

 

Have you ever heard the saying, “when one door closes, another one opens?” Chances are you have heard it once or probably multiple times. I believe that the cliché has great significance, but I want to open your eyes to something bigger.

Imagine a house. A house that has one door and one window. The door is nothing special, the window is small, and looks like something you would have drawn in the third grade.

Imagine you want the house. You want the house so badly, but you can’t enter the house until you purchase it. You are allowed to look in the house through the window, but that is the only thing that can influence your decision. When you finally get a good look through the window, you decide that it is beautiful and it is all you have ever dreamed of having.

You seek advice. Before you make a fairly large offer on the house you seek advice from your closest relatives, friends, and lastly a loan officer. After determining the best financial offer, you cross your fingers and go all in.

Weeks or months pass. Finally you receive a call from the real estate agent. She explains to you that your offer was rejected and that there is no need for a counteroffer. The house can never be yours. You will never have to chance to open the door and enter what YOU thought was your dream house.

Anger and discouragement feels your soul. You can’t believe something you thought to be so perfect is not going to work out. The house/opportunity was perfect in your eyes.

Step back, and breathe. Then you remember looking in the window. YOU looked, and YOU thought YOU saw. God didn’t see that as your dream house, but YOU saw. Then you smile, and realize God has a greater plan. Maybe not right now, but it’s coming. God knows where your dream house is located, he’s has the spot picked out for years. As you think about it you get cold chills. Its God taking over. God is reassuring you to have faith and press on. He encourages you to keep looking because one day he’ll reveal that house/opportunity/life that you have been searching for. It’s not in this neighborhood; it’s in God’s neighborhood.

The other night I was lying in bed and these thoughts came to me. They came to me on the same day that I was rejected from the GLOBE program here at UNC. The study abroad program was something that I truly believed was for me. I was planning ahead so that I could financially afford the opportunity, and I knew it would be a life changing experience. Then I was rejected. Just like in the house analogy. God didn’t see me going abroad for a year, but something different. What? I am not sure of at the moment, but I believe it will be more of a life changing experience than GLOBE ever could have been.

Being denied from the GLOBE program doesn’t mean that I am not accepted into the business school; it just means I will be in Chapel Hill for my junior year. I will also hear back from the business school about admission later this year.

God has been speaking to me in a number of different ways this year. Through it all he has reassured me that I am truly in a great place. The GLOBE program was not for me. However, God blessed me with so many opportunities as a freshman, which makes me believe and have faith. That house with the small window is for sale, but God hasn’t revealed it to me just yet.

Chapter 21

Finding Passion:

Easier than it looks

 

And it was just like that. I was back in the swing of things, writing to-do-lists on notecards for the following day, going to class, working a new job, and playing basketball anytime I had the chance. I’ve always heard that “time flies when you’re having fun” and oh is that so true. However, since I am now on my second year of a college, time flying by is just another reminder that the “real world” is just around the corner.

Since this so called “real world” is just around the corner I would like to help you find your passion if you haven’t already found it.

Finding your passion: I believe everyone has a passion in life, no matter what! Although it takes some people more time to find it than others, all people have a passion in life. I was able to find my passion for business early in life, but I am not exactly which field I would like to enter at the moment.

If you’re confused about life and what your purpose should be, I want to encourage you. It is so easy to get discouraged in college when you hear about other people’s hopes and dreams.  In order to find your passion you must explore. Remember back when you were a little kid? And your parents may have forced you to play a sport or two that you didn’t enjoy? Well, in a way that is how you find your passion. You MUST try everything that interests you! So if you hear/see something on campus that makes you stop and say “hmmm that’s cool” you GO. You don’t sit in your little comfort zone in your dorm room, but you explore like you’re a little kid.

When I give my tours on campus I always tell the prospective students this; “When you move in, you begin your application for your job,” most of the students don’t understand why I am telling them this. Although I always get a head nod from the parents. When I came in to college with that attitude it made everything go so smoothly. Build your resume you’ll hear, but there is no reason to wait until your junior or senior year. College provides you with too many resources to not find your passion some way or another.

By getting involved my eyes have been opened to a number of different possible career choices. When I worked for the Daily Tar Heel I was able to hear from people that were entering the advertising field, when involved with the marketing club I participated in a marketing project, and as an ambassador my public speaking skills have seen a huge improvement. The best aspect about getting involved with organizations or jobs that relate to your interest is the people that come with it. By listening to other people you really can figure out your passion. For instance, anytime I talk to someone about a start-up company idea they have, my body feels energized. It’s a weird feeling, but you’ve either felt it one day or you will soon. My passion for business is unreal, and my hope is that you find it, heck I know you will!

 

As I continue to chase my passion, I must prepare to take another step on achieving one of my goals. On Tuesday September 24, I have my interview for the Kenan-Flagler Business School. If you don’t remember, being accepted to the school is number two on my goals to being successful. I have been anticipating this interview since I arrived in Chapel Hill. I believe that the interview will go great, but at the moment I am still a bit nervous. Only because this is the last chance I have to show the KFBS that I have what it takes to be a part of their prestigious school. Sometimes your passion can lead you to difficult tasks, but work hard, believe you’ll achieve it and there is nothing more you can do. The only other thing I could do is practice my interview skills, in which I have had plenty of in this past year. I went after my passion and opportunites that sparked my interest in which most had interviews.

Never forget that you have a passion. Even if you don’t see it yet, it is there hiding under your skin. You have to go out and find it by trying anything and everything. Also don’t get discouraged by people sharing their dreams, other dreams should encourage you. When I hear another person’s dreams or passions I always see excitement. When you find that excitement your college experience will become even more satisfying.

Hey, stop reading! You have a passion to find!!!

 

 

 

 

Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Chapel Hill Take 2:

From a different eye

August 21, 2013

 

As my eventful summer came to a halt, it was finally time for me to return to Chapel Hill for the second time.

The feeling was much different than I had expected. I no longer had that freshman fever or high as I liked to put it. I no longer was worried about making friends because I had already built strong friendships. The classes weren’t going to be any different, other than content, so that factor wasn’t there. However, this semester determines if I check off one of my goals, being accepted into the Kenan-Flagler Business School. I’m also living in an awesome “Super Suite” on a different side of campus. In short, your third semester, will feel much different in more ways than you know.

Even though you might feel a little different as I do, you made a commitment to yourself at the beginning of your college career. You were going to become a new person or in my case, I have big goals. So, dig deep and live like you did as a freshman. No, don’t carry a map around campus, but keep chasing all the opportunities. Keep pushing the limit.

After I quit the position as a football manager I knew that I couldn’t just be content with being an ambassador. I wanted to find something else to do. So I began searching jobs on the University website. I began to search for anything that might spark an interest. Luckily, I found a position with the General Alumni Association as a marketing intern. I emailed the administrator for the position and have lined up an interview for later this week. It’s the little things that gets you to where you want to be, apply for anything and everything!  

Since I am applying to business school and the GLOBE program, which is an 18-month study abroad program, I have decided only to take 12 hours. By only taking a small number of hours it will allow me to make the best possible grades in my classes. I am also motivated by the view I am fortunate to see every morning when I walk out of my suite. The Dean Dome and the Kenan-Flagler Business School greet me every morning as I walk to class. My childhood dream and my future are just sitting there looking at me. The view is quite breathtaking, unless however you are an “ABC” fan. (Anybody but Carolina)

When you become a sophomore you notice things that you never noticed before. The most interesting thing thus far is listening to the dreams of freshman, and actually getting to know them. Because I was there just a year ago, and even though I am no longer a freshman, I am still living life as a freshman. I’m excited about new things, anxious for my business application interview, and stoked to throw on that blue paint again at the football games.

My mom told me this freshman year, “beginnings are scary, endings are sad, but what happens in the middle matters the most.” Just reading that quote makes me smile every time. The middle, the time that is most challenging, will be the most rewarding. Here’s to sophomore year!

Just in case you need some more inspiration:

1.      Don’t forget to shake the professors hand and introduce yourself

2.      Buy used or online books if possible, the university charges too much

3.      Continue to meet people, people are great—elevator conversations are the best way

4.      Make a schedule every day, it makes a world of difference

5.      Pray often and don't worry, you'll make it. You only have 5 more first days

6.      Walk outside, take a breath, take it in, and be thankful for where you are. That'll give you the faith to get where you need to be.

 

                      

Chapter 19

 The Mountain is Steep:

Much steeper than I thought

 

A week ago I packed my bags and headed to Chapel Hill for an opportunity of a lifetime. I was becoming a UNC Football Manager, which is something that the few have ever had the chance to do. I was super excited about the position, but I was a little skeptical about the time commitment.

When I arrived on Saturday, July 27^th I began my journey as a college football manager.

Most people probably don’t realize how much effort is put in behind the scene at any college sport. In fact, it was an eye opening experience for me because I really have never appreciated how much time people work each day for very little pay. Cooks, hotel maids, teachers, and a manager are just a few of the career fields that were created to serve others.

A manger has many responsibilities outside of helping set up for practice. For instance, during the first couple of days we sorted and issued clothing for each of the players. This task was by no means strenuous on the body, but mentally exhausting.  I was able to learn how to fold a shirt in a retail fold, which I didn’t even know existed. The manager job required me to be on my feet for almost 12 hours. I am not one to back down from hard work, but during summer football camp, the life of a manager is pretty grueling.

While we were working I would hear stories about past managers, and how of an awesome time they had. I heard stories about the bowl game experience. Then, I heard stories of people only seeing their family a few times a year, and only attending one Christmas in three years. Those words hurt. They hurt because my family has been the reason that I have been successful and the reason that I am in the position I am in. The rings, the clothes, and all of the rest of the gear sounded so nice, but none of it could match Christmas with my family.  After hearing all of the meat behind the job it made me really reconsider the job I had taken.

I began thinking almost every second after I heard news that I probably wouldn’t be home for Christmas.  Then I got to thinking about the time that I would spend with the team during practice, games, and travel.  My GPA was something that kept crossing my mind. I still haven’t marked getting into business school off my goals. Now, I am not saying that the manager position would have lowered my GPA, but I was just worried that it would be very difficult to maintain a decent GPA, be a manager, and still live the college life that I love. When I speak about the mountain that was steeper than I thought, I am talking about college. College is an uphill climb the whole way. There are no down hills, no breaks, and no short cuts. It’s something that is a learning process and each day will bring a new challenge.

So, after dinner tonight I called my parents. I had already been texting them with the emotions that I was feeling. They of course allowed me to make the decision, but they were able to steer me in the correct direction.

After I got off the phone with my parents, I decided that it would be in my best interest to quit the manager position. I decided this solely on my goal to be accepted into the business school, and to apply to a very competitive program called GLOBE.

I am disappointed in myself that I didn’t see this once in a lifetime experience through, but I also know that there was a reason for being a manager for only six days. Maybe it was to learn how to fold clothes properly, or maybe it was just for me to have that short lived experience. College is about the journey, no matter the task. It is not about just moving in or graduating, but it’s about the climb to the podium.

I may have fallen down, but I will be back on my feet shortly, climbing till I can’t climb no more.

 

 

Chapter 18

                                                                        Chapter 18:

The Summer of New Things

After finishing my first year of college I became very relaxed, and almost too relaxed. It has been well over a month since I last wrote and have a lot to catch you up on.

I knew that my summer would be cut short because of the manager job that I had accepted. So my goal for the summer was to get as much done in the little time that I had. And some of the events that I had planned I had never done before. My summer was based around three main events. 1. Beach trip with my cousin to Granny Kat’s house, which was a trip that I will forever cherish. 2. Work the Roy Williams Basketball camp, an experience that is worthy of a paragraph or two. 3. Go on a mission trip to New Jersey to restore houses that were ruined during Super Storm Sandy. However, I hadn’t planned to meet a girl, and they always seem to throw a curve in my life.

I already shared some things from the beach trip, but I wanted to share a few more. Grannies are the best. I mean it’s simple as that. In fact I could sit and talk to my grandmas for hours and learn so much about life. I also got to spend the time with my cousin, which gave us some ultimate bonding time. The beach trip to Granny’s house was something I will forever remember because of the laughs we shared. There was rarely a dull moment with the three of us. My cousin and I departed on mother’s day, and we decided to leave Granny numerous funny cards throughout the house to express our love. The notes were filled with humor and she is still finding some of them till this day.

The week I spent working for Roy Williams Basketball Camp was an unforgettable experience. I had always heard of how great the Carolina Basketball family is, but I had never actually experienced it. As an observer, you can see that for some reason everything comes together in a beautiful way. When people think Carolina Basketball a few words come to mind, classy and tradition. For a very long time the cooperation of coaches, players, and managers have created an atmosphere of compassion towards one another, which has helped maintain the Carolina way. For the short time I was able to work the UNC staff I felt at home. I made friendships that will never be forgotten, and gained connections that will definitely benefit me in the near future.

If you have never been on a mission trip, I encourage you to plan one right away. My church decided months ago that we would be teaming up to help with Super Storm Sandy in New Jersey. When my father informed me of the trip, I immediately told him I wanted to go! As I look back on the week that I spent in NJ, the blessing I received from the trip is much different than I expected. I expected to lead someone to Christ, or maybe tell my testimony to a crowd of people. God had a different plan for Austin Helms in NJ. He taught me new skills. I learned how to put up insulation, how to use a nail gun, and how to lay sheetrock. I also bonded with people from my church that I had never spoken with. No matter if you believe in Jesus or not, a mission trip is a way to help people in need. The victims of Super Storm Sandy will continue to have issues for at least a few more years. However, it’s not the number of people you help; it’s the thought of helping at least one.

If you ask me how we met I can’t give you a long drawn out story like most people can. I just have to say Facebook. It all started in 10^th grade when I asked for her number, and we began texting. After I was rejected numerous times during my 10^th grade year, I gave up.

Well that was of course until she agreed to meet me in person this March. I can remember March 30^th like it was yesterday. My 1990 Mazda B2600i and I made our way to this long awaited date. If you are unaware of what a B2600i is, I would encourage you to look it up. It is not by any means a car that you want to impress a lady with. However, I warned her of my truck and told her not to be shocked when I pulled up.

The ring of the doorbell seemed to last forever. Then she came busting through the door, walked past me and almost jumped in my car. I stood in complete shock. Shocked because I had never met her and shocked because I had never seen anyone that excited to get in my truck. I meandered back to my truck and said, “it’s nice to meet you, are you sure you’re ok to ride in this truck?” She looked at me wide eyed, and with the biggest smile and off we went.

The relationship that we have has taught me more things that I could have ever imagined. She taught me how to horseback ride and how to slow down in life. She was reading my goals one day and told me that I should live day by day. As I thought about her advice it became clear. My goals are mostly about who I want to be, not who I am. Even though they are very ambitious, I want to enjoy every moment before I reach the goals. I will begin to live this new philosophy, in hope that I will look back with no regrets.

Humans have a different time scale than God. We are made to want things on our timing, and often become very impatient when things don’t appear when we are ready. I have learned however that God is the time keeper. His timing is always perfect whether you like it or not. Sometimes people and opportunities show up when you’re ready, and sometimes they don’t, but when they do you must cherish the moments.

I have a few tips for your first summer during college:

1.      Plan a few things, but leave room for the unexpected

2.      Make new friendships, no matter what you drive

3.      You only regret the things you don’t do (if its legal)

4.      Each day is a blessing, each person has a story, and each life has a purpose.

 

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Semester Two:

“Its in the distance”

May 2013

It was around this time last year that the so called “senioritis” was beginning to sink in. I was ready to graduate, leave everything behind, and simply I wanted to start fresh. If you can recall, or maybe you are experiencing it at the moment, “senioritis” gives you an enormous amount of laziness. During the final stretch of my senior year I was having a blast, as I am sure most of you did. The reason for reminiscing is because in a matter of one year, you will find that using the ole “senioritis” trick, doesn’t work well with college professors. I realize I am not a senior anymore, but for some odd reason I had the same “senioritis” feeling. Maybe it was the 20 hour load that was finally beginning to put a toll on me, or maybe I was just ready to be home. Whatever it was, I had to get rid of it as soon as possible because I had 6 exams to take in a matter of 7 days!

The month of April was a month of academic rigor for me. I realized that my schedule the first semester didn’t compare to my 20 hour course load that I had this semester. I was not only taking more courses than the semester before, but I was taking more difficult classes. Three of the courses that I was in were business school prerequisites, which also didn’t help with the cause. As I scanned over the calendar at the beginning of April, it felt as if I would never make it. I could see the finish line, but I didn’t know if I had enough fuel left in the tank to make it there. However, as you can tell I made it! I not only made it, but I made it with two new opportunities on my plate.

I have mentioned before, and I will probably mention a thousand more times, college is full of opportunities, and each day is a new day for a new opportunity. If you can carry that attitude around with you during your college career, you will watch many doors open. Many doors have been slammed and opened for me in this short year at Chapel Hill, but on the last day of class, the doors of the Taj Mahal opened up. I received a call from the assistant equipment manager for the Carolina Football team. He called to inform me that I needed to come into his office for a bit to discuss some things.

Just to fill you in:

Earlier that week I was playing basketball with some buddies, and one of them asked me if I had any friends who would want to become a football manager. He mentioned that they were looking for one or two guys to come on staff for next season. I kind of just stopped and looked at him. Took a deep breath, and said, “And why didn’t you ask me? I would love to do something like that!!” For some reason or another he thought that maybe I wasn’t a big football fan or that he didn’t think I would be interested. I informed him that I would love to have a chance to work as a manager, and if he could get me hooked up that would be great! Within 24 hours, I was sitting in an office in Kenan Memorial Stadium having an interview.

Ok, back to the real world!

As I headed to the office at Kenan Memorial for the second interview, I had this weird feeling that I was actually going to get the position. I had already told my dad about the first interview and all of the perks I was informed about if I got the position. The equipment manager that interviewed told me that a manager is just like a varsity athlete, but you don’t play. If I was to receive the job I would travel, eat, sleep, practice, and receive everything thing that the team did. And since I would be working I would actually be getting paid. As I told my dad this I could feel him grinning through the phone. Was it the two free tickets to every game that made him so excited???

When I entered his office, it was as simple as it gets. “Austin, we liked your interview, and we would like to bring you on staff for next year!” Woah…what? Everything seemed crazy. I felt like I had been given a dream job. In a lot of ways it is a dream job to many crazy Tar Heel fans like me. After I hopped off the white chariot of a daze I was in; I signed a few papers, and became a Carolina Football Manager. I don’t tell you this to show you what all I have done, but I tell you this because every person, at every university in the world has a dream, and when you unload your bags on move in day is when your path to pursuing your dream begins. I don’t believe I ever had the specific dream of working with the Carolina Football Team, but I have always had the dream of working with “a” Carolina team.

When I found out that I had received the job I knew I had to quit my other job at The Daily Tar Heel. I wasn’t really excited about quitting The Daily Tar Heel because I enjoyed the job so much, and I was finally getting used to how everything worked. However, there was no way that I could do both jobs, and I figured that I could sell ads for the next thirty years.

If you ever have to quit a job for any reason I just have a quick tip. Always, always be a man/woman about the situation. Look your boss in the eye, tell the truth, shake hands and really thank them for the opportunity that they gave you. It will really say something about your character, and you never know if you will need them for a reference in the future.

I ended up gaining a dream job and quitting the best college newspaper in the same day. I called my dad to tell him the news and he was the first to congratulate me. We had a brief conversation and hung up. It wasn’t thirty seconds after a conversation and he had called back. He called back just to tell me how proud he was of me. I don’t know if he realizes it or not, but those are the moments that really mean something to me.

The other opportunity seemed to be another dream job of mine. I received a job to work for the Roy Williams Basketball Camp over the summer. I will be working as an RA (residential advisor) for the campers. My first year college experience felt like an enormous amount of blessings. I really didn’t know how to handle it all because I feel like I owe so much back. It wasn’t until I was talking to one of my friends back home that it all made perfect since. She told me, “Jesus said I’ve made you rich in opportunity so that you may be generous on every occasion.”

I guess I am overly blessed with opportunities, but one thing that I am not blessed with is genuineness. Final exams are a time that I really didn’t enjoy first semester because it feels like the only thing you do is sleep, study, eat, and study more.  

Since I was taking 20 hours, that meant I had to take a total of six exams. I knew that each of the six exams would be extremely difficult and I knew I needed to spend equal amount of time on each. It is very difficult to divide your time evenly between exams because they are all spread throughout the week. Your hardest subject might have its exam on the first day, or it could be on the last. Final exam week can create a ton of stress for a lot of college students because most of the time final exams count for a majority of your grade. After completing my second semester of exams I have found that the stress does absolutely nothing. Really, stop stressing if you are because in about two weeks, that exam grade won’t even be on your mind. That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t study, but I am just telling you that you shouldn’t neglect your health just because you think that studying as much as possible will benefit you.

I realize that I don’t hold 4.0 GPA status, but during exams I have peace. Here are few things I do during exams that help eleveate some of the unwanted stress:

1.      Make a study plan, write down what you are going to study, and when you are going to study each day. Do this at least a week in advance, it will allow you time to add to the schedule.

2.      Stay active. I love to play basketball or run. Don’t forget that staying physically active during exams can be beneficial to your exam scores.

3.      SLEEP. I know it sounds redundant, but take naps. You will be able to remember much more if you take the time to sleep. I have yet to pull an all-nighter for an exam, and I passed with flying colors

My grades for my second semester in college were not as high standing as they were the first semester. As you continue your college career you will become accepting of grades that you thought you would never accept. And that is perfectly ok. Learn to not stress out about grades because there are better things to worry about.

My first year is over and it’s really hard to fathom. As I went back and read the first chapter, I read what I thought was amazing. “I don’t think I realize it yet, but my life is going to be transformed into something that I can’t imagine.” At the time I realized something, but I didn’t know what. I had faith deep down inside of me that couldn’t have been more right. My first year was definitely something that I couldn’t imagine. I never imagined meeting Hubert Davis, becoming the “bananaman”, or even making the Dean’s List first semester. But what I did imagine was that I knew that God had his hand on me and I knew if He was a part of my life, it would be nothing short of spectacular.

The Class of 2016 just moved one more year closer to graduation. As I sit on the beach with my Granny Kat, I can see it. I can see the upcoming years like a boat in the distance. It looks really far away and you can’t make out type of boat it is, but you know it’s there. Someone is guiding it, while the other is just along for the ride. As my boat nears the shore, I know there will be plenty of more opportunities to scoop on board, plenty of sharks that will get in the way, but in the end, my Guider, will lead me to the finish line.