So here I am once again running for SGA president. This time is different though because I'm running for both school and class president. Ever since freshman year I've had the dream that I'd be class president all four years. At first it started as a blind ambition, a wanting to be in charge of something. As the years passed my goal didn't change, but the reasoning behind it did. I stopped wanting to be remembered and respected; I wanted to help the people that mean so much to me. I know it sounds incredibly cheesy but it's true. I want to make a difference in my class, I don't want myself to be remembered, I want my class to.
So here I am, torn between only running for class president or not places my eggs all in one basket and making my odds of being elected a little greater. I know what I have to do if I truly care about making next year, my senior year, unforgettable. So I'll run for both, I will not pick one over the other, I will be happy no matter the outcome, I will help and support whoever gets elected; I can do it. It's the classic case of the little engine that could. I think I can, I think I can, therefore I will. At least that's the optimistic view of everything, and that's okay to have.
So, in the words of Angels and Airwaves, "everyday I wake and tell myself little, harmless lie: The whole wide world is mine."
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