So last week, in a fit of some kind of weird determination, I decided I would apply to be the student speaker at graduation.
For about 18 hours, I was all about it. I created topics, sent in my resume to be considered, gave a mini speech to the shower head and watched Youtube videos of various college grad speeches.
And then, the next day, I backed out of it. And my rational side is one hundred percent happy with that decision.
I often sign up or apply for things that terrify me:
In high school, though I was very shy, I auditioned for plays and got a supporting lead once. To this day, that is one of my proudest accomplishments.
Two years ago, I applied to the be the editor of the school paper even though I was just a sophomore, and I got it. Again, pretty terrifying.
I agreed to model in a hair show in Chicago for my mother with REAL models and nearly fell off the stage. That's an exaggeration, but the potential was definitely there.
Last year, I agreed to be the student moderator for a democratic congressional debate. That one definitely gave me a panic attack the day of.
Considering all of these things stressed me out nearly to the breaking point, why would I continue doing them?
WELL, I will have you know, I am an adrenaline junkie, and you might be one too!
See, I don't like roller coasters. Or bungee jumping. Or tumbling through fire. Or any of those usual culprits.
I also tend to wait til the last minute to do things because I love the rush of it, and if I have a free, dull moment in my schedule, I kind of freak out.
This article laid it out pretty well, I thought.
So what do you think? Are you hooked on adrenaline?
I am going to try to be a little more relaxed eventually. (Hopefully I will learn from my laid back boyfriend when I move in with him! More on that soon...)
But as I near the end of my final semester, you can bet I have done almost everything in my power to make this last month pretty crazy. And I kind of secretly enjoy that.
Happy Tuesday!
I often sign up or apply for things that terrify me:
In high school, though I was very shy, I auditioned for plays and got a supporting lead once. To this day, that is one of my proudest accomplishments.
Two years ago, I applied to the be the editor of the school paper even though I was just a sophomore, and I got it. Again, pretty terrifying.
I agreed to model in a hair show in Chicago for my mother with REAL models and nearly fell off the stage. That's an exaggeration, but the potential was definitely there.
Last year, I agreed to be the student moderator for a democratic congressional debate. That one definitely gave me a panic attack the day of.
Considering all of these things stressed me out nearly to the breaking point, why would I continue doing them?
WELL, I will have you know, I am an adrenaline junkie, and you might be one too!
See, I don't like roller coasters. Or bungee jumping. Or tumbling through fire. Or any of those usual culprits.
I also tend to wait til the last minute to do things because I love the rush of it, and if I have a free, dull moment in my schedule, I kind of freak out.
This article laid it out pretty well, I thought.
So what do you think? Are you hooked on adrenaline?
I am going to try to be a little more relaxed eventually. (Hopefully I will learn from my laid back boyfriend when I move in with him! More on that soon...)
But as I near the end of my final semester, you can bet I have done almost everything in my power to make this last month pretty crazy. And I kind of secretly enjoy that.
Happy Tuesday!
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