Oof, okay. Everything I am about to say is so cringey and cliche, but what can you do? It felt like just a couple days ago that this media class started. Our first assignment was to read the last posts of the previous HSI scholars. I was still so skeptical then. I didn’t think I’d be sad to leave, I didn’t think I’d make all of these beautiful friends, I didn’t think I’d miss pulling weeds everyday at acres, I didn’t think I would grow and change, I didn’t think I’d leave a different person. It seemed like so much, too much to happen in just these three weeks. But all of that has happened, and so so much more. In the beginning I was still so uneasy, I desperately wanted to go home and I wondered if I had made a mistake by signing up. But after a few days, a few new friends, a few new experiences and uncomfortable situations, I really warmed up to the camp and the 6th floor of Downey Hall started feeling like home.
Looking back on my time here, one of my favorite nights was definitely bowling. This is when the group we call Dilly Dilly (me, Maya, Kai, Meg, Tal, Hannah 2, and Caleb) was founded. Bowling usually is a very stressful experience for me because I get very frustrated with inconsistency, and seeing that I went from a strike to a gutter ball to a spare to a single pin, inconsistency was quite consistent. But once I started letting go and not caring about not messing up, I had the time of my life (which is what I had to do at this camp to start having more fun). The music was BUMPIN and so we were getting down just living life. It was definitely a night I will always remember. Another banger of a night was laser tag (I don’t know why all of the best times occur in a sweaty and crowded place lit with black light). Again, it was a large source of frustration due to my lack of coordination and unreasonable need to be perfect at everything the first time. But it was so fun, I spent at least an hour and a half playing laser tag even though I never improved and had to be carried by my teammates every time (except the one time that earth wind and fire played and I carried my team). Outside of the laser tag place there was this most ghetto mini golf course that was an absolute hoot. ‘Twas a great night.
Though those nights were amazing and stood out, I think my favorite day is the last Sunday we spent here. It was an overcast family day so a lot of kids were gone, so the fishbowl was pretty empty. It had very calm vibes. My friends and I sat at the PC desk chilling with Mariah and Meghan. I did water color memes (Mike Wasowski primarily, I love Lil’ Zucc) and we played cards. Some of us got coffee at turtle rock and just talked. It seems honestly pretty boring and irrelevant but (here comes the cliche, watch out) the most important moments are the ones that don’t stand out. There is beauty in the mundane. Sure, I had some pretty jam packed fun days here at HSI, but nothing can beat the days that I did nothing. Little moments in the fishbowl, walks to class, car rides, they will always beat the days at Denver, the field trips, and the planned activities.
But obviously, the best part of HSI isn’t the things we did, it’s the people we met. I’m so ready to be home, but I dread the moment I have to say goodbye to all of my friends. Of course we will talk all the time, but for three weeks these guys have been my family. It’s big step to take: every single moment together to hardly any at all. I’m so glad I came here to make these lifelong pals and even though it will be so hard to leave, I know that we will always be there for each other. My friends have taught me a lot. They made me laugh and cry and smile. They made HSI more than a summer camp, they made it a life changing experience.