Blessing and I stayed up till 2 a.m. this morning, discussing a lot of random things about this workshop. In our lack of tiredness, I realized that everything is actually coming to an end!
Both of us talked about various things, from random tidbits about our day, to deeper, secretive girl stuff that I will not go into further detail here. In any case, I figured the late night talks were instigated by our unaware anxiety about our future after CSPA.
Our discussion made me reminisce specific events of my time here. But out of all the great memories I’ve received, only one moment stood out most to me:
Each day I would get asked at least once, “So do you want to be a journalist?”
My answer isn’t a simple “yes” or “no.”
Just because I’ve attended this journalism workshop doesn’t necessarily mean that I have already decided to become a journalist. And I believe this applies to all of the students here. Our purpose here is to see if this lifestyle—late nights, hard deadlines and high stress—is something we want for ourselves.
And each day, I would respond to whoever asked me this question, “Well, I’m not sure yet, but everyday here has really pushed me towards becoming one. Maybe by the end of the workshop, I’ll be able to definitely say yes.”
Today is a day before the end of the workshop, and quite surprisingly, I’m still very…very unsure.
As any other teenage procrastinator, perhaps I will decide last minute—maybe a minute or two before graduation ends tomorrow. But even in this state of uncertainty, I still believe that no matter what happens in the near future, we will all still carry the impact that CSPA has made on our lives. That’s a given.
So, to be or not to be a journalist?
That is NOT the question.
Rather, it is:
Will we be able to utilize all the knowledge and experience we’ve gained at CSPA in our individual lives?
And in this case, my answer is:
Fosho.