Musings of My Semester

It was a term where I was able to determine not only what I need to be helped throughout my own life, but helping others fully when they need it and when I'm able. This term has been structured continually to do all the challenges more than just exercise-wise but also emotionally and spiritually. It has been a structured that has varied in what I can do, but also what I can realize with my potential. The growth of determination and discipline has been infectious and has been sarcasm and fun-filled as well as some seriousness to it, especially when I have been realizing why I need to communicate fully and structurally with people: I have been remarkably better at telling people "no" this term and I have been better at making sure time management is more or less a skill that needs to be refined, rather than a weakness. Love is powerful and this term, I also have been taught to live vivaciously through love for myself and others and to deviate from the norms. The norms are overrated and the structure of those norms frustrate me and promise that I have to be concerned with how I need to follow myself on the road to my own dreams. My dreams are my own and the following of auspicious changes that have come my way in the past few years, there have been many. Wisdom is something that I can do to teach many people and, while trust is something that I have a tough time doling out, it's getting better now. I may have gotten an A- average this term, but as my poem that I read in InterVarsity tells you about my life, it's how I get there rather than the destination. I live hard, I love hard, I play hard, and I work hard. Can't find a better semester sum up than that. Stay tuned for the next installment: blessings of autism.