As I sit at my computer with one week, seven days, one hundred and 68 hours, 10,800 minutes, 604,800 seconds, left until the last day of college, I cannot help but feel overwhelmed with sadness and disbelief. Last day of classes (LDOC) for me EVER. In one week, I will be a Duke graduate (well, actual graduation is May 15 but LDOC is in one week). The time has flown. Freshmen, if you are reading this blog, cherish the time because you soon will be sitting in my seat. Alumni. Graduate. I went to Duke, rather than I go to Duke.
Four years ago, I stepped on Duke’s campus as a petrified, lost, overwhelmed, alone freshman. I had never heard of the notion "effortlessly perfect." But over my four years, I have heard this phrase on countless occasions.
Gosh, she looks perfect today. Where is her dress from? Look at her hair. She is so skinny. She is so tan. I wish I looked like her. What sorority is she in? She has a good-looking boyfriend too. She is so cool. And she doesn't even try.
If you take nothing else away from this blog, I hope you remember this: She does try. She tries hard. She puts effort into her life, into her appearance, into her social life. We all try. Because we are all not perfect.
The past four years have been far from perfect. I have made mistakes, I have done poorly on tests, I have eaten too much on countless occasions, I have looked tired and disheveled. I have been constantly not perfect. And certainly never effortlessly perfect. I am still not perfect and will never be. I am a nerd, I try to do well in my classes. I have been in the library on a Saturday night. I am goofy and awkward. I do not always do my hair or my makeup. I am not cooler than your standard Cameron Crazie. I am a Cameron Crazie. I am content with my imperfect appearance, my "awkward/uncool" personality. I would much rather be myself...
Four years ago, I stepped on Duke’s campus as a petrified, lost, overwhelmed, alone freshman. I had never heard of the notion "effortlessly perfect." But over my four years, I have heard this phrase on countless occasions.
Gosh, she looks perfect today. Where is her dress from? Look at her hair. She is so skinny. She is so tan. I wish I looked like her. What sorority is she in? She has a good-looking boyfriend too. She is so cool. And she doesn't even try.
If you take nothing else away from this blog, I hope you remember this: She does try. She tries hard. She puts effort into her life, into her appearance, into her social life. We all try. Because we are all not perfect.
The past four years have been far from perfect. I have made mistakes, I have done poorly on tests, I have eaten too much on countless occasions, I have looked tired and disheveled. I have been constantly not perfect. And certainly never effortlessly perfect. I am still not perfect and will never be. I am a nerd, I try to do well in my classes. I have been in the library on a Saturday night. I am goofy and awkward. I do not always do my hair or my makeup. I am not cooler than your standard Cameron Crazie. I am a Cameron Crazie. I am content with my imperfect appearance, my "awkward/uncool" personality. I would much rather be myself...
Cool?
Best Dressed?
I am a Cameron Crazie!
The perfect picture.
Nerd
Natural. and Real.
I would much rather be me than an effortlessly perfect robot.
So what would you rather? Perfect and no fun? Or a girl or a boy with a personality and something to contribute?