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It's no wonder that the turn of the year instigates so much reflection, especially for students. Not only are we young and changing more dramatically day to day than we ever will, but our years are also broken up by school years. At the start of 2018, I was starting the second semester of my senior year of high school. My group of friends was entirely different from the one I have now. I spent hours of each day dancing and doing AP government and politics, AP literature and composition, physics, and AP calculus, many of which I barely think about now. I was also living in Winston-Salem, North Carolina and meticulously planning most of my days. Fast forward one "actual" year and I am approaching the second semester of my freshman year at Emerson College in Boston. I am surrounded by an entirely new group of people with different interests. I take writing classes and classes about culture, power, and women in the art world. I live more in the moment than I ever have, letting the spontaneous opportunities of my amazing school, city, and peers help guide each moment. My dorm room no longer faces a quiet sidewalk of UNCSA's campus, but faces the busy streets of downtown Boston. For students, time is broken up into two forms of years: when the year actually changes and when a new academic year begins/ends. For this reason, we go through even more change than the average adult. Having two ways of measuring years results in significantly more opportunities for change. I find myself always feeling that the person I was the first half of the year is dramatically different from the person I am the latter half. In this post I am going to go through a few reflections and thoughts, largely about the people in my life because not a day goes by that I don't think about how grateful I am for the people by my side. I have been best friends with Gracie for around eight years now. We have been by each other's sides as we grow into women, resembling nothing like the ones we were in 2010. Yet, through that, we have grown closer. Instead of bonding over the mutual people in our lives, or ballet (which is how we met), we bonded over conversations of vulnerability, philosophy, spirituality, relationships, literature, humor, cooking, and everything in between. This has honed the most genuine friendship. For years we both dreamed of going to school up North and after those many years of fantasies and frustrations I am in Boston and she is at school in Chicago. We are both loving life and immensely proud of each other. I met Sienna my sophomore year of high school. I switched roommates in the early fall because my current roommate and I just weren't too compatible. By chance, Sienna, a girl I had never spoke with before, was next door in a single. I moved in and we didn't speak for two months. The only interaction we had was "is that okay if I turn the light out?" when it came time for bed. I thought she had hated me. We were both painfully shy at this time in our lives, so it took us a long time to warm up to each other, but once we did boy did we connect. Over the years we have become more outgoing, cut our hair, shared many meals of Thai food, written a lot of poetry, and become giddy over plants at Reynola Gardens. I feel overwhelmed with gratitude to have spent so much time with this girl, growing into the people we are now. Pictured on the left is Lillia, Erin, Katriana, and Lindsay. I met these girls my first year at UNCSA. Over the years we have accidentally matched an embarrassing number of times, we have been to Camino basically every weekend at school, we have shared many cries (both sad and supportive), and we have laughed more than humanly possible. Put the five of us together and we won't stop laughing for days on end- I dare you. These girls are so incredibly talented. Part of why these friendships are so amazing is because we can have a good time together (like a GREAT time), but we also know how to work together. With all of us being ballet majors, we have had to got through many placement weeks, many auditions, and many tough classes; we know how to be serious together. We have all grown so much over the years and I couldn't be more proud. They helped me "come out of my shell" more (as Dr. Haigh said) and helped me become more confident. These are my people and I don't know how I got so lucky to be able to spend years dancing and giggling with these beautiful gals. Above is Jules, Daniel, Karthik, and William. I met Jules at a Journalism department meeting during orientation week. I later sat with her in my journalism classes that we had together. An hour into first meeting William, he agreed to go to a Young the Giant concert together that was an hour away in another state (why he didn't think I was crazy is beyond me). My first time hanging out with Karthik he asked me to take a video of him catching a pancake in his mouth. I met Daniel during the 48 hour film festival when William and I were hanging out. Daniel and I talked. He told me he could "actually tolerate me," which he then explained was a very good thing. He also cried in front of me that night (to this day, that is the only time I have ever seen him cry). I have known these people for only three and a half months, but they mean everything to me. I can't for more late nights, max runs, and adventures around Boston with them. Each of them is so passionate, talented, and open-minded. I am so thankful to get to be inspired by these beautiful souls everyday. We are all so loving and cherish our time together. Our group is the perfect balance of everything: straight-up FUN, creativity, hard work, and lots and lots of love for each other. Sometimes I wonder if the people that I have in my life come into it by chance, because of where I am, or because we are meant to meet. How is it possible that I have had such incredible people in my life? I believe in having many soulmates and I believe everything happens for a reason. So, I like to think that all of these people were meant to come into my life. But, for that I am eternally grateful. No matter how I got lucky enough to be surrounded by these people, I am damn happy that I am. This year has brought more happiness than I ever thought I could feel. It often overwhelms me. At a point in my life I could not have fathomed what this level of elation and feeling of true happiness could feel like, but here it is. I am beyond in love with my life and the people in it. Thank you to everyone that contributed to the growth and joy of 2018. You are loved!
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