Job Corps: The Journey October 13, 2007 Well, today is Saturday and I am only a few more days away from leaving for Job Corps. I have been spending all week running around like a chicken with its head cut off trying to not only get ready to leave, but also to spend time with my family and friends. I went to my college group The Way for the last time last night. I am sure gonna miss everybody there. It has seriously been a huge blessing to go to a church I finally feel like I belong at. I admit that while I am very excited about the prospect of going out on this new adventure that is taking place very soon, I am also saddened by the realization that I really AM leaving everyone and everything I know and love behind to pursue this. You could say I am literally leaving my "comfort zone" behind. I recognize all of those feelings that I know are there, but I also find that for some reason I have not actually FELT them. It confuses me to see and know what I should feel but yet actually don't, at least not right now. My guess would be that while I can see the reality all around me, the concept of it all hasn't actually sunk in quite yet. Why that is, I don't know, but I do know that when it finally does then I will feel it for sure. With it already being 12:52pm, the only real thing I've got going today is I am going to go visit my dad and stepmom at 4ish for dinner, games, talking and shooting pool. If I have time, I will also most likely attempt to get myself somewhat organized with everything I am packing because right now my room is an absolute disaster zone. Not to downsize or insult Hurricane Katrina, but you could say that my room looks roughly it's equal. In other words: it's pretty bad even for me. I've got a pretty busy day tomorrow as well. Church in the morning, followed by ice skating with an old friend from high school I haven't seen in 2 years and dinner at 5pm with my mom and stepdad. I have never been this busy before in my life, but at least once I get back around Christmas break I will have some time to hang out at home and just chill. I will probably write more once I get there and settled a bit. Until then, farewell! -K.R.E.
Travel Journal; Restaurant Blog: Destin, Florida Tuesday: Home Wednesday: Fudpucker's Thursday: Joe's Crabshack Friday: Hooter's Saturday: Ordered in Dominoe's Wednesday: At Fudpucker's we saw the alligators but didn't feed them. We didn't buy any t-shirts. I signed the wall and the table so people will know that I was there. Thursday: At Joe's Crabshack Alyssa, Kelsey, Kaitlyn, and I went out on the playground and played tag. It was fun beacuse there were so many places to hide in. I bought a cute t-shirt. Friday: At Hooter's the boys couldn't keep their tounges in their heads. They were VERY happy with our waittress. Brandon bought a Hooter's t-shirt and Christain bought a Hooter's calnedar. Afterwards we went to the Go-kart track. The boys rode the wooden track and then they rode the family track with me. Christain got in front of me and wouldn't let me pass. Finally I got in front of him and wouldn't let him pass.
What is Success?
What is it? We can say it is a feeling that surpasses all. But that does not really sum it up. So what is it? Is it some kind of drug that people often strive so hard to get and by any means which is their means.
Some wait their whole lives to find success which can just be a momentary state, feeling or whatever you might find it to be. But what drives us to get it? Athletes train for months on end to be the best, or at least contend to be. All of this with the chance that they might not even win anything at all or even gets success.
So in essence then, success could be a number of things; a feeling, a state of mind or just a place that exist only in the minds of those who so fervently try to get it. It can be also interpreted for other people than just athletes. Doctors, lawyers, scientist, teacher, and priest any and everyone have their own success that they try to achieve. Because of it, people do many things just to say that "yea I have reached the Plato called success. Some used growth hormones; some sabotage another or do unthinkable things to reach the top.
Personally I think that success is not a place that a person could arrive to; I think that it is an on going journey that has its own rewards along the way.
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