At the end of the summer, I was asked to be a leader for the freshman class. I really didn't want to say yes because of the people I was going to work for, but I thought it would be good for me to do something extracurricular since I let school and work consume my life, and then I have no life outside of school and work. Most of the people I talked to thought I should do it, and one sister was pretty against it. I could understand reasons behind my sister and then the others. I decided to take the counsel of the others, and now I find myself sitting in Starbucks wwwwwwwwwwaaaaaaayyyyyyyy past my bedtime.
I'm not upset that I said yes though. And even sitting here, I know it's good for me. I'm outside of my comfort zone interacting with people I would normally ignore. And I'm learning that there not all bad people. Do I agree with much of what they say and do? Probably not, but I'm getting to know them as people and finding out about interests and likes and dislikes. I'm putting myself out there.
I'm learning to stop judging so quickly. I judge in a split-second, and I struggle with changing my attitude once I've passed judgment. It's not been perfect, but it's not been horrible. I'm experiencing the passing fad of doing homework in Starbucks late in the night. And I'm slowly learning to judge less quickly--that's going to take forever.
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