Can't

The wretched word used as the name of this post will no longer be apart of my vocabulary.

Today as I walked home from the gym in the glistening snow, yes it was glistening, I thought about life. Where I've been, where I am, where I'm headed in the next few months. I thought about how much I keep changing and growing. How my friends and acquaintances keep shifting and evolving. I thought about where I was just this September, studying in the library next to a gentleman who I had known from previous semesters. I told him about my plans to change schools and my hopes of getting in and getting a scholarship. He pretty much told me the latter was impossible. He told me that he had never received a scholarship offer and had an amazing GPA. Here is where I believed him for a second. Just a second. I fell into the trap of the "c" word. And here is where I am grateful looking back that I was only fooled for a moment and kept trying and hoping and working towards my goals. A lot of times people tell me things are impossible, or I tell myself the same thing. In default mode I am governed by past experiences. If I allow myself to only be governed by the past, who I've been, what I've done, how I've failed, how others have failed, then I enter into a dismal world of monotony and restriction. Here's to doing the impossible and being who I want to be regardless of what boys say.