Over the past summer while I have been anxiously awaiting the start of my dream career at EY, I have been pondering who I am. I know that almost every person, doesn’t truly know 100% of who they are until maybe they are about to pass away in their eighties or nineties. And that is the fun part of life, finding out new things about oneself every single day; it keep you on your toes throughout life.
I am no different. I barely had a clue on who I really was and my “purpose” on Earth until I was in college. This was in large part due to my lack of social skills in my pre-college days. I still am lacking in the social skills department, but have gotten significantly better.
Small tangent, do you ever of a thought that maybe you were absent during the school day when they “taught” a certain life skill? For me, I feel as though I missed the day that the teacher went over how to have an engaging conversation. Lately I’ve felt this even more, especially when I am talking with someone that I don’t know very well but will continue to see on a regular basis. I tend to be really reserved in those situation until I get to know the person well. On the contrary, when I talk with close friends, family or strangers, I generally am not reserved at all and can conversate really well I think. Actually as I type this out, it seems more logical that I’m feeling this way. It makes sense that I feel more reserved with someone in that scenario, because I fear of making a bad first couple impressions. I’m sure I’ve already made a few bad impression with some co-workers at EY just from my awkwardness. If any of you are reading this, know that my awkwardness does go down eventually.
Anyway, back to finding out who I really am. Like I mentioned, I was in college when I started to branch out and “find” myself. I’m not going to go into detail/specifics on what I found out, because I believe that information should just be with each individual person and not shared. I did find out that I want to move away from home someday. I’m not just talking about moving out of my parents’ house and into the surrounding neighborhood. No, I want to move far away and experience different cultures. My goal is to move to Seattle or somewhere out west.
Thank you for reading this semi-pointless ramble about myself. Feel free to comment on when you first discovered a snippet of who you are.
Have a great day!
Joke of the Day:
I broke up with my last girlfriend because she wouldn’t stop counting…
I wonder what she’s up to now.