Proofreading myself to the future
I had never proofread anyoneâs essay before, well technically I did, but I never really thought about it. So I proofread my roommateâs essay. I donât really know what I was expecting since sheâs studying politics and I donât know ANYTHING about that, but it was quite fun. As expected, I didn't understand a single thing that she wrote, but I wasnât completely useless either. I knew I would correct the grammar because French isnât her first language so thatâs what I did, but there was something else that I did, which I never thought I would be doing. I was rephrasing it, you like when you write something, and then you read it, and you think the idea is good but the way it is said is just not right, well thatâs basically what I did. It was so satisfying because, in a way, it felt like I was editing a book. Well, not a book but something. You know, just correcting mistakes, and rephrasing it for it to be the most perfect version of itself. See, I think it really comforted me in what I want to do in my life, it was like I saw a glimpse of what I could be, what I will be, and it felt really good. I could EMBRACE who I am, I genuinely saw myself doing this FOREVER ! Well maybe not forever, but you get the point. I will simply end this post, and this blog by saying thank you, because never in a thousand lifetimes, I would have imagined proofreading my roommateâs essay would have shown me a clear path to my future (I just reread that last sentence and it lowkey looks like Iâm talking about God, Iâm not thought I just felt poetic đ).













