For those of you who know me well, you are very much aware of my love affair with my major, English Language. I get so excited during my ELang class that by the time I leave, I'm bursting with excitement, ready to spill over with information on the first person I meet! It's a little odd for some people but I feel like a soda can, all shook up and ready to explode!
I took my midterm for ELang 223 two weeks ago and it was such a wonderful day. I spent a long time studying for it, not because I felt unprepared or stressed but because I was having such a fun time studying for it! I was learning so many cool things about the language, laughing to myself at the perplexities of English, and feeling positively elated that this was how I was going to spend the next three years at BYU.
When I was on my way to take the test, I was literally tripping up the stairs to campus with excitement. My roommates thought I was completely CRAZY, (not a false statement) because I was going on about 4 hours of sleep after an overall stinky week and yet I couldn't keep a smile off my face.
The test was blissful, a celebration of everything I have learned so far and a testament to what I have to look forward to. I thanked my teacher as I turned in my test and floated all the way home.
We finally got the test back today and I saw my score. 290/300. Relief. Excitement. Joy. It is a definite reaffirmation that I know what I'm supposed to do in life and regardless of all the other twists and turns my life takes, I know this fact: I love my major and I could very happily make a career using my love of the English Language.
ELang, I know we're going to have our rough times and there will be moments where one of us is going to want to call it quits, but I want you to know that I am in it for the long run. You complete me. It's been a wonderful semester and I can't wait for the next one!