No Less Than the Horizon
I’ve embarked on a journey, and there is no doubt that it will be perilous. I had always thought that my movement into college would be seamless, just as I had transitioned between middle and high school; the pieces would all happen to blend together perfectly, and it would just happen. My hopes were high, but I had yet to learn the value of an American dollar.
Throughout the latter years of my high school career, I had been involved in many on-stage performances, as I had decided I wished to pursue acting as a career, thus finding myself planning for college accordingly. Even as I had been accepted to my college of choice, I began to realize ever so more the price of my stay. Many times I had heard the phrase “loans” when tied together with “college,” all of which commonly followed with a phrase similar to “don’t do it.” I feared I would be stuck with loans for a large portion of my life if I decided to fall head-first, so I waited.
Whilst in my hiatus, I began to hear about a local community college named “Valencia.” I had heard they boasted prices easily more affordable than the standard university, and instantly began to tie it together with the cheap toys you would always find with a “made in China” stamped on it. Despite my grievance, I eventually found myself attending the school due to my financial standing.
Media had always portrayed collegiate classes to be massive in size, and had thought on my first day that I would easily become lost in its crowd, but that had not been the case. My first handful of classes had been relatively small in size, each with only so many students per professor. It felt reminiscent of my grade school years, but with a different air about it; though it held this more professional feel to it, my professors never felt too detached from the students in the classes themselves. Soon enough I realized that my stereotyping of Valencia’s affordability seemed to hold no ground, as I had a professor whose list of qualifications went on for whole minutes. It seemed strange to have an affordable experience, as well as a quality one.
Though my major has changed from whence I first started, and have taken a pursuit to attain a PhD on an honors level, I do believe my collegiate affairs at Valencia have pushed me several steps toward my goal. The wide accreditation of the community college (that is now a college), the money I’ve been able to save, and the honors courses they sport, from henceforth on may be as seamless as I had originally hoped.
One could only suppose, that I was lucky.
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I’ve begun my voyage in a paper boat without a bottom; I will fly to the moon in it. I have been folded along a crease in time, a weakness in the sheet of life. Now, you’ve settled on the opposite side of the paper to me; I can see your traces in the ink that soaks through the fibre, the pulped vegetation. When we become waterlogged, and the cage disintergrates, we will intermingle. When this paper aeroplane leaves the cliff edge, and carves parallel vapour trails in the dark, we will come together.
— Dear Esther
(Source: fuckyeahocean)
(Source: retconned, via dreaming-of-isis)
I have a sudden need to sing this song for someone.
(Source: captivatingspirit, via hawtvintage)
If you’re shocked, it’s just the fault of faulty manufacturing.
—Jason Mraz
