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Reality Check.

I think back to a time when I was living on 20 dollars a week. It was before I started driving and I thought I had the world wrapped around my finger, heck, I was like 15. Then I started driving which meant FREEDOM..kinda. My fun was based on a 11 O'Clock cerfew, and I was NEVER late. I still had hard days but I was young and had no since of reality.. I find a small job to get me through the summer by cleaning and organizing the house of a lovely woman who happened to have a lot of stuff. My money has now turned into actual money that has to be kept in the bank. I spend the remainder of the summer filling out job applications. Over the years I've developed a dream to attend BYU my Junior year of college. One day I wake up and it's like BAM right in my face. I have grown up over the course of a summer. My dreams of attending BYU are EXPENSIVE and unless I want to be paying off college loans the rest of my life I need to find steady money and quick. Of course my parents say they will help, but I'm quite independent and will want to help pay also. I have realized that even though I don't feel like I should be starting college in less than a year, I will be. Instead of buying a cute quote book or a entertaining book at a Mormon bookstore, I reached for a book called "MAKING DECISIONS: A GUIDE TO YOUR COLLEGE CAREER" (which I have to admit has been very helpful). I will be working 7 hours tomorrow for the first time in my life for a lady who needs help packing her stuff to move to Tampa. I am scared that maybe my "Reality Check" has come a little too quickly..


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