I don’t mean to sound irrational, but I sometimes wish our regular life would just go as is despite the pandemic. I wish I could just hold my baby nephew and hug my little cousins, especially right now. However, what’s most difficult is the feeling of being stuck at home. Sure I’ve been keeping myself busy, but I can’t help remembering all of the good plans I had in store for this year.
Before the start of this pandemic, a couple of my friends and I had been raving about concert tour dates announced in early January. Mind you, the only highlight on the news was Mr. Trump’s impeachment trial. So, despite the blood bath that it was, I managed to get decent tickets to the show. Victory I thought, I was all set for May 9th.
Also, my family and I had decided to go to Austin. We wanted to drive there and stop throughout the trip to visit colleges with the end goal of visiting UT Austin, one of the universities I’m most interested in attending. Unfortunately, these plans had been set for Spring Break and were intercepted by the virus newly found in America.
Furthermore, I was genuinely interested in UIL. I wanted to finish the season competing and improving my journalism skills. Although I know I can grow at home, it’s not the same as being with the team and my coaches, and competing gave me a chance to see old friends and gave me something to do at the weekend.
My summer plans falling through has me bummed out. Although most use this time as a vacation period, I had spent a good amount of my first semester making and submitting summer program applications that are now canceled—some of them being at the McCombs School of Business at UT Austin. I feel upset that I won’t be able to travel, meet new people, and learn new things involving business and language.
On the brighter side, the concert turned out to only get postponed, and our tickets would be validated when the event does end up happening. Also, even though my plans to visit universities are no more, I can always do virtual tours. Sure, the UIL season might be over, but there’s next year, and as far as my summer plans, improving by all means necessary is at the top of my list.