Phew. Has it gone by already? It really doesn’t seem real. So much has happened in such a short period of time that it’s kind of overwhelming. Is it already December, right before finals week?
Well it sure doesn’t feel like it.
Honestly, I never thought I would come to really feel normal here. I thought I would always be in this weird state of “I don’t belong here” and “I don’t belong anywhere else.” I don’t know when it happened though; one morning I woke up in my bed and I realized it wasn’t unfamiliar anymore, that it was my bed. The classes I were taking weren’t just a summer program that I would soon be out of, they were real and their grades matter.
The beginning of this year was super hot. It felt like my skin would melt off for weeks, and Baker isn’t air conditioned.
At all.
This heat-hole was uncomfortable at best, but there was one good thing about it. It was the reason I even made friends. Because everywhere was so uncomfortable to be, people would go to the lobby, because at least there were more windows to open. Everyday, there was a group of us that would be in there suffering together. We started playing cards and talking, and on one very long night we all made a group-chat together and it was settled. We were friends.
Well ain’t that something?
The rest of this time I’ve spent making memories and projects, because being a Motion Image Production major means that I don’t really get a break from filming. It also means that my friends are very well acquainted with my camera and the way the lens looks at them. I also have an internship with the MMC scholars, so I do more filming and editing there too.
The memories I make are wild, somethings I couldn’t even begin to explain to an outsider. We graffiti the white board in the lobby with our unique quotes and laugh as people try to make sense of them. The videos are wild too, but they taught me discipline and hard work. These things take time, patience, and ideas. A couple of times I ran into dry spells, but the next week when the next video was due. I’m excited to continue, and I hope I make it all the way into my major and beyond.
But I’ve noticed that I’ve changed as a person too. And I’m okay with that.
And if anyone ever somehow stumbles upon this, I say to you: keep going. It all gets better, and it can totally be worth it in the end.