I’ve always identified with the Chris Farley classic Tommy Boy. Feeling like the guy with a desire to do something really honorable, but not really quite sure how to execute it. Just winging it, figuring out situations as they present themselves.
My favorite line from the movie is probably where Farley says it’s really not too uncommon for most people to take seven years to graduate college. “Yeah, they’re called doctors,” is David Spade’s smarmy comeback to the ridiculous sentiment.
Unfortunately, that statement is very true in my case. Except for me, it took me nine years. Yeah, I know. It’s sad and pathetic.
But I’m here to let you know; the unconventional student, the ones out there who are just winging it; you’re doing just fine.
It’s a cliché phrase to use but I’m going to say it anyways. It’s not a sprint, it’s a marathon.
That sentiment might not be shared by most people, but I’m not talking to those people. This is just you and me talking here.
Did it take me a while to find my way: definitely. But I would never change the way the events unfolded.
I got to meet so many individuals, including all of those working at The South Texan right now who are infinitely way more talented than I could have ever hoped to be at their age.
They challenged me to be a better writer, a better journalist, an overall better person every single day and I am truly indebted to them for helping me find my way.
I also have to thank Dr. Manuel Flores and Mr. Matt Ward, The South Texan advisors, for instilling the passion of journalism in my heart.
For you, I swear I won’t let you down.
But also, for you, the unconventional student, just winging it.
It took me a long time to find my way, but I sincerely hope for you it doesn’t take you nearly as long. But if it does, please don’t feel discouraged. Learn to pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and make yourself stronger for it. You owe it to yourself.
Best of luck out there. I’ll see you all down the road.