C's Blog

Today I picked my first tomato! I'm taking it to my parents' house to eat with my mom at lunch. It's sitting in front of me at my desk and has a strange parallel with a lesson that I learned yesterday.

Trust your instincts and go with your first pick.

I visited UMSL yesterday, mainly because many people around me were encouraging me to try other colleges and stuff. (This past spring, I had decided to go back to college and finish my degree in Art. I re-applied, was accepted, met with the Dean of the Art dept., he asked me if he could be my advisor, put me on his priority list and told me that I'm a success story, I applied for financial aid, and scheduled two classes for the fall.) After all of that work and the courage that it even took me to do that, friends and family still urged me to check out other options, mainly because of money.

I should never second guess myself.

So, yesterday started out fine, I have lunch with my mom and we're having fun and then we start heading toward UMSL for our 1PM appointment....

1. We hit traffic. It took us 45 minutes to go one mile.

2. We get run off of the road by some ass who was impatient and couldn't wait his turn to merge like the rest of us, so he ran my car and the car in front of me off of the road to get in.

3. I miss the exit for the highway and we have to take a different route.

4. We get to campus after about an hour and fifteen minute commute and there are no clear directions of where to park, where to go, etc.

5. We get to the admissions office and the tour had already gone. The point of contact for the tour, never got my message that I had left her on her voicemail while sitting in traffic.

6. I was so flustered that by the time they got a different person to give us our own little tour, all I could do was cry.

I felt so pathetic. Why did I even go? Because my friends and family encouraged me to go and look at other schools.

The UMSL tour guide that we had was very good and he set us up an appointment with the Dean of the Art dept. who was also very nice and good, but after all of that, I can't stop thinking about all of the obstacles that it took to get there.

Signs are everywhere... you just have to be open enough to see them.

So, I'm going to Webster. Classes begin Aug. 25th! That's only three weeks away! : )

At the rate of two classes a semester, I should graduate in 2010, but I really don't care how long it takes. It's a goal that I have to accomplish for my heart.