Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Big-time design thru the eyes of a young student

Since returning home about three weeks ago, I’ve received a lot of the typical questions: “How was freshman year? What are you studying? What do you want to do with that major?”

Well, the past year was great, but I won’t say it was all peachy keen. I’m planning on declaring Marketing for my major, but that may or may not change in the next three years.

And at this point, I have no idea where I’m going or what I’m doing.

In the time that I’ve been back, I feel like I’m in high school again. The same treatment from my mom and the same 11:00 curfew. (11:00 p.m.? WHAT?) The only differences are that I’m working instead of attending class, and I now have a library of real-world experience that never existed before. It’s a confusing situation when you feel much more like an adult, but at home you’re still the baby. In my case, being younger than my sister by almost 10 years, I’m not sure if that “baby” status will wear away anytime soon. Maybe when I’m 35.

Yet, fresh out of my first year of college, it’s still bizarre to me that I’m here at CrinkledNose as an intern—that I’m not working so much for money as I am for learning. That in three years (assuming my remaining courses will fit into that timeframe) I will have a bachelor’s degree and be in the process of applying for graduate school. That I only have 1.16 years left before I am no longer a teenager. Parents say they can’t believe how quickly time flies; it’s hard for us kids to grasp too.

As excited as I am to be escaping this little bubble and meeting real life, I’m also terrified of not having that safety around me. What happens if I mess up? What about when I can do everything on my own? Without that bubble, risks become bigger and therefore, scarier. All I can do now is experience as much as humanly possible and hope that, when the future does strike, I’ll be ready.

~By Sunny Chao