A New Chapter

Hi Everyone!

As with any book there are sections or chapters that one must read through to reach the next phase. As with books our lives are exactly the same. We reach a stage in our chapters where we must move on to the next phase of our life, no matter how daunting it may be. I'll give you a little back story as to where this has all stemmed from.

         

I started my third level life in 2010, a very bright eye'd and bushy tailed 17 year old headed off to Dun Laoghaire to find her feet in the makeup world. This was quite possibly the most challenging year for me financially and also an emotionally challenging year, I guess being so young in college I was not prepared for some of the emotions you'd have to deal with. Thankfully though I persevered and graduated from this course in 2011. After this I took a gap year in which I realised that my future was going to have to include a degree of some sort, I headed back to complete a PLC (Post Leaving Cert Course) and never looked back.

 So here I am 6 years later ready again for graduation day in October. How do I feel? Well frankly I'm terrified. I've done a lot in my 5 years of college, I've fallen in love,out of love and back in love again with the education system. Joined numerous societies, committees and even the Students' Union to represent over 6,000 students. I've lost count of the amount of tears shed, laughs held and stressful times I had while in college but would I do it all again? Absolutely! 

I've always had a motto that you do not plan your future that life truly takes its own course and will plan your future for you. I still believe in this motto but I'm also aware that I need to persevere through the fear and consider moving county or country to find a ''big girl job'' as I jokingly refer to it to friends.  
The next chapter may seem like a terrifying obstacle hurdling towards you quicker than a flock of women to a January sale but really it is something of great beauty, at least I think so. The fear of the unknown and the scary feeling in my stomach as people kindly ask ''so what's next?'' is only aiding my perseverance to find a good job that would make myself and my parents proud. The moral of this story is that the next chapter may be scary and you may worry for the future but really the ride along the journey can be such a sweet part of life.

Good luck with your next chapter, turn over the page to begin.