At 19 years old, I am currently living in Bountiful, Utah, with my parents and Pizzy, of course, working at Express in the Gateway, and eagerly awaiting the beginning of my second year of collegiate academia. In ten days I will resume my education at the U (thank God!!), and my life will resume its usual amount of choas. Until then, I am thinking about where I am now.
The late teen years often become a time where people begin to wonder WHO AM I? Following which, some may embark on a European adventure, go on a reality show, get married, become a fan of heavy drinking and promiscuity, join the college party scene, step into the "real world", or engage in any other type of soul-searching adventure. I, however, am not in search of my soul or in need of finding myself. If I want to do that, all I have to do is glance in a mirror. I know who I am; I'm Jetta.
Yes, Jetta is my name, but it is also my persona and carries more with it than just a few letters. My name is my family, my bestfriends, my boyfriend, my hobbies, my work, my academic life, things I hate, things I love, things I own, my dreams, my goals, my accomplishments, and my failures. Jetta is frugal, hard-working, and studies A TON. She spends the most time with Griffers, her parents, and Lindsay and Anne. Oh, and her co-workers. She doesn't think her parents realize how much it means to her that they make dinner for her and plan it around her schedule. She loves sandwiches. She snuggles with Mo in the morning. She drinks iced coffee in the summer and hot lattes in the winter. School is her number one priority and she has opinions and goals. This is Jetta.
I don't need to trek around a foreign country to discover I am creative, and I don't need to take a year off school to realize I don't want to make minimum wage for the rest of my life or anything else. I am already aware of these things; myself was never found because really, it was never lost. :)