You are the sun

There are those rare and beautiful moments in life where we feel nothing but pure elation. We are excited for the future, happy about where we are in our lives at that present moment and proud of how far we have come. We have everything to look forward to and good memories to look back upon and friends that are pretty damn great. But when we exude this happiness, to share our own enthusiasm, there will always be somebody there to give us a metaphorical slap on the face and burst out happy little bubble. And personally, those type of people are my least favorite type of people.

For a little while at school this afternoon I let the excitement about moving to a place that I lover overtake me. My classmates and I were enthusiastically trading ideas on university life, how to get all our belongings down there and how they were pretty damn sure that out of our whole year that I am the person who is the most excited. And I know it, I am well aware of the fact that I light up whenever I talk about it and even you will be able to tell from the many a blog post relating to it that I am writing at the moment.

However later on today I was explaining all of this to my grandfather, who I am exceptionally close to, and he coldly informed me that he still doesn't understand how my parents are 'allowing' me to move away. That I will be all alone in a massive city, miss my family and inevitably move home so there is apparently no reason to even go and I should just live her my whole life. I didn't even know where to start trying to argue with him.

Nobody, least of all my parents, have any say in where I move and what I choose to do with my life. That is my decision. But my parents are great about it, I have always been incredibly ambitious and they are aware of how much I live Optometry and want to do this course. Aside from that, I am perfectly aware that I will be moving to a city where I know nobody but so will thousands of other people my age who will all be in exactly the same boat and looking to make friends. I will have 5 ready-made new friends when I move into my halls of residence not to mention others I will meet during freshers and that are doing the same degree as me. And my family, of course I will miss them. But moving away doesn't mean that they will no longer be my family, there are ways to keep in touch and I will be home regularly.

I understand that he is just worried about me and unprepared for the fact that I am no longer a 3 year old girl, but I don't know whether I'm more upset about the fact that he doesn't understand that I am my own person now and that nobody can make my decisions for me or that he suggested I stay in this town that makes me feel claustrophobic and stiffed living an fulfilling life.

I guess what I am trying to say here is do not let anybody else ruin your happiness. Do not let anybody else tell you what you should be. The word is full of sharks and shark have teeth. Don't be a minnow. Be a damn shark. If something makes you happy then go and do it. Don't let what anyone else says or thinks stop you. Understand that these things may be a mistake but they are your mistake to make and your mistake to learn from. This is the time in our lives to make mistakes. To do stupid crap. And to learn from it all to ultimately make us better people in the long run.