Upon my arrival to college, I was unsure as to what I wanted to do. With so many options I thought to myself; where do I picture my future? What do I believe will be the right choice for me? I was unsure as one graduating high school with the world ahead of them could be. I chose to attend Massachusetts Bay community college to give myself the opportunity to explore the options. I changed my mind multiple times before pursuing a degree in communications. I went from nutrition, to Interior design, to marketing and now communications. I have always taken an interest in human resources and how our culture affects us in the work place. My work experience is focused in sales positions as well as an interior design internship I took on during the
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I figured that I would be able to change majors if it wasn't a good fit. Unfortunately it wasn't meant for me, but I didn't want to give up quite yet. I was struggling trying to adjust to the distance from home (MA) to Baylor in Texas, with all the cultural differences it did not come easily. I knew this almost instantly to arriving that I couldn't see my future there, but I chose to wait out the semester to be sure I wanted to leave. Throughout the semester I could feel myself slipping from my schoolwork, I no longer wanted to spend time with my friends, and would find myself drifting off day dreaming or counting down the days until I was able to come home. At first I thought I was homesick, but it eventually turned much worse than I could have imagined. My sister who is 17 has Cystic Fibrosis and became extremely ill during this time, It was hard for me to deal with everything going on between school and not being able to help my sister, knowing she was spending her days by herself isolated in a hospital room calling me saying how she wished I could be there to keep her
I figured that I would be able to change majors if it wasn't a good fit. Unfortunately it wasn't meant for me, but I didn't want to give up quite yet. I was struggling trying to adjust to the distance from home (MA) to Baylor in Texas, with all the cultural differences it did not come easily. I knew this almost instantly to arriving that I couldn't see my future there, but I chose to wait out the semester to be sure I wanted to leave. Throughout the semester I could feel myself slipping from my schoolwork, I no longer wanted to spend time with my friends, and would find myself drifting off day dreaming or counting down the days until I was able to come home. At first I thought I was homesick, but it eventually turned much worse than I could have imagined. My sister who is 17 has Cystic Fibrosis and became extremely ill during this time, It was hard for me to deal with everything going on between school and not being able to help my sister, knowing she was spending her days by herself isolated in a hospital room calling me saying how she wished I could be there to keep her