I Finally Get To Go Home And Sleep
(But I’ll Tell You About The Good Times Too)
Seeing as how this post will appear at the top of my blog’s feed, I suggest you scroll down and see what I’ve seen in the past three weeks. Do you see all the beautiful places I’ve been? Or do you just see some mountains and some city streets? To those of you reading this to learn what your HSI experience will be, try to see them as beautiful while you experience them, because for me looking back, they all are.
Maybe I wasn’t as excited as I should have been when I first came here. Three weeks is a large chunk of a person’s summer after all. But I’ve met people here I may never have met otherwise. I’ll miss them. I’ll think about them every now and again, wonder what they’re doing. They’re my new classmates, and it’s going to be rough not seeing them everyday, at least for a little while.
Through this class, I’ve been forced to think about these things. I probably would have eventually, but now that I have to tell you the story, the details are still fresh in my mind. From this class I’ve learned that practice makes perfect, in writing and art as well as other endeavors. I’ve learned how to turn photography into art, how to anticipate moments that need to be captured, and that we should think about why we do what we do.
Robotics is another story. I can’t say it was the best time of my life, but I can say this: I have practiced perseverance and acceptance of new ideas due to the type of work that was required of me in that class. So, if you have a class that you think by definition blows, remember that the last day will come, and you will have learned something.
The best part of HSI was probably our movie night. Mostly because it was our movie night, no PC’s had to arrange it for us, no one told us what we could or could not watch, we were free to run our own show. We announced to the girls we had become closest to that we were watching 10 Things I Hate About You in my room, and everyone piled in on the floors, chairs, desks, and beds to watch it on a tiny tablet screen. We talked and laughed, and I realized early on that these girls would be my friends.
As a person, I haven’t grown much. I feel like I’m the same personality-wise, anyways. I have, however, tried things I never would have got to if I hadn’t sacrificed my summer to this place. Since I’ve been here I’ve:
- Ridden a hover board
- Tried calamari
- Learned that we are all essentially made of stardust
- Watched The Fantasticks for the first time
- Seen the graffiti downtown
- Learned to swing dance
- Played volleyball with my high school rivals
- Learned around eighty names in about twenty days
I’ve been ready to be on my own for a while now. This program has shown me that I can do it. Maybe not financially, but you know. Brain power-wise. I’ve made connections that will help me in the future, lived without my parents and with a roommate. I’m essentially an adult. With no means of supporting herself. But I didn’t know it would be such an easy adjustment before this camp, so I’m grateful to know college won’t be as awful as I’d marked it up to be in my head.
Those aforementioned connections are really going to help me out. In my first post, I mentioned that I wanted to be a photojournalist. This class has shown me that I can do it, and I can be good at it. It has taught me how. So for that, I’m grateful.
I wouldn’t do anything differently if I relived HSI. I mean, I’d like to tell myself that I would but, I wouldn’t. It’s been great here. My advice is, find a core group of friends to spend your free time with, but be open to everyone. That’s what makes meeting people so easy and effortless here. The people here are the best part.
When I get home, I’ll probably be very vague about what happened here when people ask. “They only let me have seven hours of sleep.” “I had to take robotics class. I suck at robotics.” “I met some cool people.” “It was fun.” Chances are you’d do the same. But I know it has been better than I could tell the people who haven’t experienced it. And if you’re one of the people reading this at the beginning of next year, know that you’re lucky to get to. I didn’t think so at first, but it’s sappily true.