Reflections on Fall 2010

Wow.
Fall semester is over.
My first 6 months in college...and they just flew by.
The last thing I blogged about was my radio show, the Bruins game and my first frat party in September 2010.

Oh, if only it were that simple.

If only I could have methodically listed and discussed everything that's happened since then.

I can't.

When my mom walked away from my dorm room and left to go home, I didn't know what to expect.
I was on my own now. I had responsibilities. I had nobody to turn to if anything went wrong...

Yeah, it was a little scary.

But it was also awesome.

So much has happened.

I went to a drag ball, (who would have thought?) got completely sloshed with one cosmopolitan on a night meant for "classy monopoly," I learnt to make burritos and now spend ten hours a week doing so.
I learnt to think like great thinkers like Aristotle, Bentham, Kant and Socrates.
I know much more about Roman civilization than I ever thought I would know.
I wrote a 100 page portfolio about life, death, existentialism, modernism and identity crisis.
I photoshopped 50 arms onto my body to depict my own identity crisis.
I went to New York city and spent a day at Times Square.
I ate more Pringles and Doritos than anyone possibly could.
I personalized t-shirts and shopped online.
I enjoyed way too many Starbucks frappucinos.
I saw snow fall.
I went to a book signing.
I read James Joyce for fun.
I wore high-heeled boots.
I fell in love with my best friend.
I let go of (some of) my inhibitions.
I spent a ridiculous amount of money (my first paycheck) on a Juicy Couture bag.
I now have a gay best friend.
I learnt to live within my own space and respect it.
I once did my laundry without detergent.

I bought an iPod touch cover.

I use my debit card all the time.
I have a Furby.
I have Victoria's Secret underwear.
I took yoga classes.
I got a Blackberry.

I can't really list everything I've done here because that list would go on for years.

At the end of this semester, I can safely say that I have no regrets.

I grew. I flourished. I'm new and old.

I came here with hopes and dreams. I wanted to reinvent myself, because I could. I could be anyone I wanted to be because fate had basically just handed me a blank slate.

I took a risk with this - I chose to be me. I chose to be the person I always was. Even the parts I used to keep hidden in Bombay. I chose to be me in Boston and I was happy. I am happy.

It's been an amazing four months.