I Don’t Feel Like I Have A Hometown

I Don’t Feel Like I Have A Hometown

I want to call happiness my home.

I feel like I don’t have a “hometown.” It’s not sad — I feel connected to everywhere I've lived. I love many of the people I’ve met and from moving at the beginning of 6th grade to moving to college have shaped me to be the person I am today. I don’t feel a bond with just one place. I love Charleston, obviously! Living in downtown Charleston is really cute, exciting and new to me, so I’m happy here. The thing is, I really haven’t hated a single place I’ve laid my head.

From living in Elon, North Carolina to Frisco, Texas to Hampstead, North Carolina I’ve had experiences that made me the gal I am today. I’ve met my best friends, discovered my passions and realized that North Carolina isn’t that bad, I actually love NC. I went to private school all through elementary school with mostly the same 16 kids throughout the six years. There were only six girls in the class including me, so moving from small town North Carolina to everything’s bigger in Texas was a little of a shock. My middle school had a couple thousand kids and all of the sudden no one knew me and I was labeled as the new kid. In a way, I loved the attention of being new a large school because everyone wanted to get to know me or know where I was from. Moving around is cool in that way, you don't have a reputation so you can be whoever you want to be and by that, I mean leaving all the negativity in the past. I loved Frisco, Texas and I have always loved Texas in general since my childhood family trips to visit my Aunt Di and Uncle Wayne in the summers.

To my 6th grade self, moving back to my small town in North Carolina was the worst. I hated the thought of going back to a place where I knew everyone. It was good for me in the long run because I’ve always been one for change and a little over a year later I moved to Surf City, North Carolina and I went to the beach every day of that summer.

I went to Topsail High school all four years, which was the first time since elementary school that I had gone to the same school for more than two years with the same people since my elementary school days. People move for different reasons, but no matter the reason, moving around and meeting new people makes you grow in a different way than people who live in the same place their entire life. You are forced to be happy with yourself and put yourself out there. I haven’t kept up with everyone, but everyone impacted my life in some way and I'm who I am today because all the incredible people I've met. Who knows, maybe you'll get an Instagram direct message from a boy you went to middle school with and end up reconnecting. Thank you to my kindergarten class with Ms. Adams, much love to my 6th-grade chorus class with Ms. Rodriguez, thanks for all the memories, Topsail High School Drama, and I’m forever grateful for my new college BFFs for helping me through my first year at College of Charleston. I don’t feel like one town is my true hometown, but the little unique pieces from each place have made me, as someone pretty rockin' called me, the Southern beach town beauty I am today.

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Let's Be Wise Owls In The New Year

Taking time to fly.

As most college students know, there is a month-long break in the middle of the semester used for visiting family and friends, picking up extra hours at work, and most confusingly, taking an entire class within the span of four weeks.

I’ve always struggled with the idea of getting the same amount of credits for a shorter class in an even smaller period of time. Repeatedly have my professors been unable to finish our material due to a lack of time, or false confidence in our class' ability to understand and retain information.

Even worse, I’ve grown into an aging, spiteful Amazon book reseller when my textbooks go unused. If every class was a month long, imagine how many different things we could learn in a shorter period of time (kind of like the way a syllabus is set up, except this time there will be no interruptions).

I know you’re wondering, “what about scheduling?” (cause we’re all sticklers for the rules). My response to that is there’s a reason I’m not working as a Registration Advisor (let the dream live on).

As 2018’s spring semester begins, I reminisce about the activities that filled my time: binge-watching "The Crown," dragging myself to work, spending time with family, jet-setting to London, reading a strange but recommended book of poetry about a princess (google it), and most of all, taking time to relax and breathe.

We all want to be the smartest one in the room, whether it's creatively, academically, or criminally, and taking time to breathe and then dive into the madness is a good thing. Imagine, a robber prioritizing by month when to complete the heist; “January is recon, February is when I’ll land the security guard position, March, I just want to make best employee, so let’s go for the money in April.”

With pacing, prioritizing, and patience, we can influence the course of events from now until December.

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A Letter to My 13 Years Old Self

If you only knew

If there were things I could've told you back then, trust me I would've. Like even though ninth grade might've felt like the worst year of your life, senior year wouldn't turn out to be all that much better. I guess it's true that things always come full circle. I would've told you that you'd get denied from your top choice college, but the one you'd end up in is for a reason. Even though you'll be nervous at first, you'll end up loving it.

There are a lot of things I've learned since I was 13. Like how to love yourself even when everything feels like its going wrong. Also, when you find the right people, surround yourself with them because they'll only encourage you to prosper and bloom into a better person than you were the day before. That even if most of the people in high school kinda (definitely) suck, you'll make amazing new real friends your first week of college.

If I could've told you that the brown-eyed boy with braces you met on Halloween when you were 14 would completely change your life a few years later, I definitely would have. If I could've told you that things can always get worse, no matter how bad they get, I would've until you believed me. Because even if things get bad, or really bad, there's always something better around the bend, you just have to get there.

Things change. A lot. People change, places change, thoughts change, you'll change. Everything changes and sometimes its for the better and sometimes its not, but thats part of the beauty of figuring your life out. Right now, you want to be a journalist or even maybe a zoologist (until your mom told you that was silly, turns out she was right). You hate science and math now, but in a few years you'll be majoring in environmental engineering and even making the Dean's List.

My point of this is that you're going to feel defeated a lot in your life, but every time you'll just come back stronger and conquer more than anyone expected you to. You'll spend your life proving people wrong and surprising them with just how much you can actually accomplish in this little time we have here on Earth. Things will get hard and sometimes you'll fail, but as long as you try again and learn from the experience, you'll always succeed eventually.

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