reflections

Now that the end of my college process is approaching, and there’s only about a month left for me to finalize my applications (ahhhh), I’ve been thinking a lot about what going to college is actually going to look like. College, in every aspect that I’ve thought about it up to this point in my life, is a place that you get to. An aspiration, a motivation for working hard in school, something to stress about. It’s not a place that you actually are. But as January 1 st looms closer, my thoughts about college are less about ACT scores and supplements and more about the next four years of my life. One thing I’ve realized that shocked me is that this is (probably) the last year of my life that I’ll be fully living at home. I’m sure I’ll be back for holidays and the summer for the next couple years, but it won’t be the same. I’ve gotten so used to the house that I’ve grown up in being the place that I live: various aspects of my childhood still scattered around my room, my parents b

In honor of the new Harry Potter movie coming out later this month, I thought I would write my blog post on how much I love the series as a whole. I started reading the Harry Potter series when I was pretty young, maybe in second or third grade, when reading about the dementors in Prisoner of Azkaban was still scary enough to give me nightmares. Even now, years later, the books still hold an aspect of magic (haha get it) to me that brings me back to them all the time. Not only has Rowling created an incredibly vivid wizarding world, with schools and creatures and spells, she has woven a story of friendship into that world. Reading it as I’ve gotten older, I also appreciate the societal problems that she discusses in the books, like the problematic appearances of “pureblood” wizard superiority, and the violent, hateful actions of Voldemort and his followers. Although there is a lot of fantastical stuff in the wizarding world, the conflicts that Harry and his friends face, and their