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8. Talk about the thing you are most proud of.
Hmm, my proudest moment, hehe… there are many instances that stand out to me. These moments though are always when I manage to conquer my fears and embrace the very little courage I have. No matter how briefly, they stay in my mind. The one that comes to mind in this very moment happens to be related to you.
In our freshman year of high school, a year-long, late-nights-aplenty research project culminated in a presentation. We donned our sharp, matching suits with the blue collared shirts. The presentation was surreal.
I remember the night before… we worked so hard writing and splitting up the sections (tactfully) into four. Inserting silly jokes and that conversational tone. Who wants a boring presentation? (And an awful grade? We didn’t.) I remember taking a nap and waking up to a panicked email from you at 10pm about not being able to change around the highlights I made on the script.
And yet… there we were. Our jokes got a few laughs. Did you know planaria are a superhero in disguise? But what I remember most was when I started to speak. I could distinctly hear my voice quiver; but the words just kept rolled off of my tongue. I knew this project. We wrote a whole research paper. We edited that shit until it was perfect. (Excuse my cursing.) And then it ended. Our audience clapped and I remember TA saying, affirming, that I had been loud.
Me? What? It was incredible. I was so terribly afraid of being too quiet. Of messing the grade up for us. Of having to repeat things again. But no, everything turned out so nicely. I was really proud of myself in that moment.
PS. We should patent VCD13.
16. Talk about the best party you’ve ever been to.
Aaaaay. I can’t remember ever going to a party before starting college. (Considering birthday parties consisted of four people — my lovely parents, my little sister, and me.)
Mmm, a party that was particularly memorable was the Christmas Party in August of this year hosted by one of the Christian organizations on grounds at my university. It was the best… because I met some really sweet people. We ate, we talked, we laughed, and we were silly. I remember giggling on our way back to the dorms. “Pubes.” Hehe, our laughter, I’m certain, woke at least one person up.
These new, nice friends and I walked one of my close friends back to her dorm, which is a good 10 minute walk away from any of us. (Rayne, dis is you, gurl.) Hehe, it was really great times. ANDAND I still speak with some of them to this day.
Just on a tangent… The saddest thing about parties with all the alcohol and dancing is that they are very unmemorable unless they mark a significant point in your life. I’ve definitely been to them (hehe, haven’t touch a drop of alcohol), but for me, what was the slightest bit memorable… was watching over people. The things that happened besides the dancing and the wide-doe-eyed stares at all the drinking and grinding.
I wonder when people look back, what will they remember of their college career if partying is what they spent a great deal of time doing? What was memorable? I definitely think… each to their own. If it makes you happy, do it. I respect that and I won’t judge– make the best of college. But I really do wonder sometimes in that one little part of me.
39. Talk about things you wish you’d known earlier.
I wish I knew my roommate wasn’t a potato. (・д・)/
In seriousness, I wish I had known a lot of things. I wish I had appreciated more of where I grew up. There’s a beautiful city just a few metro stops away—I didn’t end up exploring it until my senior year. I wish I knew the extent to which grades mattered for college. I tried hard, but challenged myself too much. If only…
Regrets are sad things… But I love where I am and now, I honestly and genuinely can’t imagine being anywhere else.
I wish I had known to bring lots of snacks to college and appreciated the food back at home and the area in which I grew up. Nothing beats the food there. * A * The freshman fifteen is a lie— I lost weight, but gained it back from gorging on delicious food over breaks.
