Personal Narrative: Joining The Honors College

Joining the Honors college did not cross my mind for a long time in my research of Appalachian. I did not see myself capable of thriving within a possibly contentious community of highly intelligent people. However, as the deadlines began to tick down and the pressures of school were put on blast, I began to realize that the honors college was my strongest option. Since I was very little, competition and a healthy amount of academic pressure have brought out the best in me. Rather than wilting under the intensity, I rise up ready to face the challenges thrown my way. The honors college will stimulate my growth towards intellectual, personal, and professional achievement utilizing both friendly competition and social proliferation.
My Grandfather once told me about his adventures to the town library at the age of thirteen. He would enter the San Juan book repository empty handed but leave with a handful of hardcover titles, detailing topics from science to cooking. The number of articles read and columns perused developed into an endless mental database. I could ask my grandfather anything and he always knew the exact
I want to challenge my fears of social interaction with the burgeoning environment of college. The close-knit community melded within the honors dorms will force me to crack open my shell. In order to thrive, I must embrace my independence; avoiding thoughts of self-doubt or distrust. My Grandmother has always told me that my professional goals can only be reached with a procurement of the self. An undeveloped sense of self can hinder one's abilities to look towards the future. I aim to develop the aspects of my personality that I find the most advantageous, such as my creativity, my compassion, my strength, and my determination. The honors college will become the catalyst in my journey towards self-confidence, independence, and the embracement of my own creativity within the field I