Monday, August 30, 2010

A fresh start?

This past week marked a huge milestone in my life. I had moved out of my home and relocated to my dorm at Millersville. As expected, everyone and their mother was giving me pieces of advice within the few days before my departure. While thoughtful, I had either heard said advice beforehand multiple times or found myself one step ahead of it. But there was one person whose council I awaited above all others and that would belong to my older brother, Jonathan.

The night before I left, I went out to dinner with my family at the restaurant-club-bar-whatever where my brother cooks at. But when it finally happened, I have to admit that I was momentarily disappointed with him. The basic gist of what he told me was the obviously rehearsed “You can be anybody you wanna be, it’s a fresh start” spell. I blew it off at first, but later on I really started to put some thought into what he said.

What Jonathan had said caused me to look inwards and do some hardcore soul searching. First off, who was I? Well, I am Christian Harding; an 18-yeard-old future English major. I am the youngest of 5 children and my major hobbies/points of interest my friends, film, and family members. A lot of “f” stuff, apparently. I’ve had a reasonable amount of experience with most of the big milestones, at least the ones that concern people my age. After I had gotten that figured out, I then had to decide if that was the person I wanted to bring to college with me. I mean, I like to think where I ended up at the end of my grade school career was a success on some level, despite my inability to feel happy or contented.

When the height of my confusion had finally passed, I ended with the conclusion that I wasn’t going to change a single thing about myself in preparation for college. True, I could use a good self-esteem boost every once and a while, but I expect to grow out of that at a natural pace. Whether or not I’m any more or less successful at the end of college than I was at high school, I’m going to stick with it and keep this pathetic sad sack as my guide through college. Where he takes me, only time will tell.

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