When many people are getting ready to go to college, they are going to a new place where they know absolutely no one else. While that can be an exciting or nervous feeling, I think it would be nice to have a familiar face, especially during the first couple of days when you can’t even remember anyone’s name. (Let alone see them more than once to actually get their name.) Fortunately for me, I have a familiar face, and believe it or not, it’s my brother’s.
Let me first clarify that the reason I chose to attend BC was not because my brother goes here or the fact that my sister graduated from BC this past year, but simply because I was so familiar with this campus, that it was basically impossible not to love. I have been visiting this campus for the past four years, and now that it’s finally my new home- I couldn’t be happier.
Playing games with me after we finished homework in elementary school, calming down my nerves in preparation for middle school, driving his sophomore sister to school when he was a senior in high school, and showing me around to all my classes before school started in college, my brother has always been so helpful and encouraging in every new step of my life and I couldn’t be more thankful.
To be at the same school again with my brother after two years is something I really looked forward to. (Side note and embarrassing story that I hope you skip over: When I dropped my brother off at college, I cried so hard and spent the entire five hour car ride home hyperventilating in the backseat) Anyway…
Before coming to campus, I knew all the ins and outs like where to study, which dining hall has the better omelets, not to use the trays, and what time is best to go to the Plex. So while it is common for many students to feel home sick, I have not felt that yet partially because I have part of my family that I can see anytime I want (and anytime my brother wants to spend time with his little sis).
Whether it is my brother making me swipe for him at the dining hall or me making him come to the freshman section during the football game, or taking turns making the long trek from Fenwick on Upper to Edmonds on Lower (there is always compromise!) or even spontaneously running into him at the ATM, it is always so reassuring and comforting to be able to have a continuous reminder of home. I look forward to spending the next two years with him, even if it means two more years of dealing with the constant nuisance of an older brother.