I Bought My Personality From the Norris Poster Sale

Ah, yes. Another year begins, begging everyone to ask the question, who will I be THIS year? The same, Theta-crush-invite-fiending lunatic from last year? Or maybe the Econ major with no aspirations or sense of self, a la Freshman year? Over my dead BODY do I go back to the vaping trombone player I was in highschool… So there I was, swirling all of the possibilities around in my head. And then, I saw it. 

The sign in Norris that read, 🎀 𝒫💍𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝒶𝓁𝑒: 𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓎 🎀 

All of a sudden, I realized I could be what I’ve never been before: A boy with faux-vintage posters covering my bedroom!!! Seinfeld? Rick and Morty? Bob Marley, even! The possibilities were endless.

In that moment, I had to make a choice. Stick with that I know: a picture of my dog and the free Hillel sticker I stole from my freshman roommate… Or, take the leap, and completely re-define my personality by representing my surface-level pop-culture knowledge through 6, 7, or even 8 dollar posters?

I was brave. I took the leap. I bought the “Save Bueller!” poster. Already feeling like a new man, I didn’t feel even a twinge of my old, awkward self as I picked up the “More Weed NOW” poster (to put up after Parent’s Weekend, obviously). 

This is all about something so much bigger than a single poster of an ambiguous Monet painting, or of the solar system. Finally, I’ve solidified my Junior-year identity. This year? I’m original. I have creative thoughts! I’m not just a Poly-Sci major with a minor in film. I’m… I’m INTERESTING.

I can’t WAIT to take girls back to my room on Garnett and say, “Oh that? That’s just a poster of my favorite Tarentino film… Pulp Fiction.” This year’s lookin’ up!