By Taylor | September 25, 2013
I sit at my desk in my room and think about how in just seven months, I will no longer be in school.
Some think about that and think, “Hooray! Ding Dong, the wicked witch is deaadddd!” (Sorry, I’m still hung up on my Wicked experience.) But that’s what school has seemed like for most of us: a boring, obnoxious, repetitive, stressful, wicked, wicked witch. And the fact that you no longer have to go to school, like you’ve been doing for 17 years now as a college senior, is the most exciting thing ever.
That’s not quite how I’m feeling.
I was a young, unrecognized girl in one of the smallest towns of South Carolina. I grew up with big dreams of being many different things. First, when I was real young, I wanted to be a waitress. No joke. That’s what my mother did and she loved it. People loved her, she was organized and a multi-tasker, and she picked when she worked for the most part. On Halloween, I went as a 50’s diner waitress. Carried a tray and everything.
I didn’t know then that being a waitress wasn’t a full-time, substantial job, at least on America’s standards. So next, I wanted to be a secretary. I still have a small inkling to do that today, because I love being organized, planning, and making schedules. I cannot tell you why, so please do not ask. I just enjoy it. Next was a party planner. Same idea, but for specific events. And that was my absolute game plan.
Until I chose the most unreliable, impossible industry possible: the film industry.
Ten steps backward, right?
I wanted to be an actress at one point. It’s funny because now I think I’m a terrible actress, I can’t stand being in front of a camera, and my heart starts beating faster than helicopter propellors spin when I have to speak in front of others. I think I just liked the attention of people enjoying what kind of show I could put on when I was a pre-teen.
Then I found my love for writing. I wrote my first novel at 15 years old out of a random idea I had at work. Standing at hostess stand, I actually said to myself “I think this idea could make a book.” And then set myself to writing it. Never planned to get it published until it was finished. But then I did. And I kept writing. And writing. And writing. I was writing short stories, journal entries, blogs, two more novels. Then finally I told myself I wanted to explore the field of screenwriting. And while I still love novels, I truly enjoy the format, act, and style of writing for visual mediums. While my passion is writing stories, my fascination and enjoyment is getting to visually see the stories and how the combination of video and sound evoke emotions from us.
Hence, my dream to go to Hollywood and write films.
Twenty steps backward, right?
But that was my dream as a high schooler in Indian Land (where?), South Carolina. And that’s all that it was. A dream. I applied to Ohio State on a whim. My family grew up in Ohio as Buckeyes, so I grew up watching the Buckeye games as well. One night during the Fiesta Bowl of 2008, my mother said, “you should apply to Ohio State.”
“Yeah, right” was my response. “There’s no way I’d get in.”
But I applied anyway, knowing they had no idea where my school was, my SAT scores did NOT meet the required criteria, and I didn’t have anything special or unique about me for them to choose an out of state student. My chances were slim.
Until that 81/2 by 11″ packet came into the mail one day after school. My heart dropped, and my life changed.
Here I am in Columbus, miles from home, actually making my filmmaking dream come true. I’m still pretty far off and have a lot of work to do, but it seems possible to me now. I can actually see myself writing one day. And maybe still event planning :)
But I have Ohio State to thank for that on so many levels. I’d like to know what the admissions board saw in my application that made me attractive for their university. Those are the kinds of things that give us students motivation to actually pursue our dreams and work for our goals. Without Ohio State, I may be at Clemson or the University of South Carolina pursuing a degree in Communications or Creative Writing. There aren’t film majors or opportunities in South Carolina. My life would have been so incredibly different right this moment if I stayed there.
But here, now, I’ve already worked for America’s Got Talent and ESPN, written two books, two screenplays, met a ridiculous amount of people in the industry, made 3 short films, had 3 internships, met Archie Griffin and Jim Tressel (a dream in itself), and am so close to having a degree from THE Ohio State University.
Nostalgia. It’s a powerful, powerful emotion.
And it’s only going to get worse within these next 7 months. And as my blogs come to an end and graduation nears. I hope you’ll take what I’ve written, and use it. Especially the incoming freshman. This place is full of dreamers, you included. And there’s not a single outlet that OSU doesn’t have to help you get there.
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