I applied to Harvard yesterday. I don’t think I really realized what I was doing, but now it’s a real done thing and I applied to Harvard Business School yesterday.
I’m looking at my planner and this week is still a lot, but it’s so much more chill. With applying to Harvard, I just pushed through until everything was done. Sacrificing sleep, showers and food at times. For the cause. And now all I have to do is build the website (with Anastasia), go to Boston and pay for Paris because I promised myself a vacation and baby needs one 💕.
Website. Boston. Paris. Those are this week’s priorities. Also my business cards get here today (!). Each week is getting so much better than the last one.
I am fucking terrified. Like, smoked weed all morning (it’s 9:30am) and literally don’t know what to do with my day. Paralysis. How do I stop this part from happening? The fear and paralysis, how do I not feel this anymore?
I am scared shitless of my success and I don’t want to be. Actually I want to run towards it. Into the sun 🌞.
I think I just figured out my blog. Pick one diary entry a week and post it to the world. With a fashion side because I really need to improve as a professional blogger. My YouTube and blog are my hobbies (that also happen to be very lucrative). Heirs & Hers is my career, aka my day job. This is my life. I also enjoy kickboxing and have already paid for 3 classes.
I’m free. I just won the game. I made it out of the tower and I rescued my fucking self. This is my life. I have a job, I have hobbies, I have a workout. I have a diet. I have a sense of style. My style. I have a sense of self. My self. ❤️And on top of it all I just applied to Harvard Business School so I have that to look forward to as well.
It feels like God just opened the gates and said, “Go on babygirl, run. Be free.” I get to run now. I get to be free. I’m making my dreams come true!