HE exists.
It's almost 2 am and I can't fall asleep. So I started reflecting on this year, and what it's meant and how it's affected me and the rest of my life. And this is what I've come up with.
2006 was a learning year. I was given the opportunity to learn from my mistakes and learn from those who are smarter and wise than I am. It was a year in which I reaped the rewards of my hard work in previous years but did little work to continue my success. I took a lot of things for granted, and didn't take the time to appreciate the finer things in life. 2006 certainly had its highlights, of course. I got into MIT, received a substantial amount of scholarship money, was awarded an internship, made the men's varsity golf team and starred in my first opera. But it also came with its fair share of disappointments. I made mistakes, sometimes twice over. I lost a close friend, put my graduation status at stake, and for the first time, truly realized that I could fail a class, and almost did. And from all of this I will take away a better understanding of what friendship really is, of what a relationship should really be like, and who I want to become.
I'm looking forward to 2007. I consider this my "fresh start" at MIT. It will be the first time I'm on a true grading scale, and I'll be able to keep my head in Boston, where it should have been in the first place. This is my freedom year- the year that I want to break out and announce to the world that I've arrived and that I'm ready for anything it throws at me. I wanna yell out "Here I am!" and work my way to success, one step at a time.
If I've realized anything since being home, it's that my true home is in Boston. It's in a 9'x12' dorm room connected to a kitchenette and bathroom shared by 5 other people. Home is the infinite corridor and LaVerde's and jaywalking across Mass Ave. It's staying up late talking about the universe and God and how James Bond should really be. It's looking out every morning at the Charles River and Downtown Boston and playing pool to avoid doing p-sets. Home is MIT, and what a transformation that has been. God works in crazy ways, and I look back on the las few months, the last few months of 2006, and I realize that it's just been staring me in the face. All the hardship, the pain, the sleepless nights, the tears and sweat and blood has all been there for a reason. It took all of that to make me realize that I belong, and that I want to belong. And that's the coolest feeling in the world.
2006 was a learning year. I was given the opportunity to learn from my mistakes and learn from those who are smarter and wise than I am. It was a year in which I reaped the rewards of my hard work in previous years but did little work to continue my success. I took a lot of things for granted, and didn't take the time to appreciate the finer things in life. 2006 certainly had its highlights, of course. I got into MIT, received a substantial amount of scholarship money, was awarded an internship, made the men's varsity golf team and starred in my first opera. But it also came with its fair share of disappointments. I made mistakes, sometimes twice over. I lost a close friend, put my graduation status at stake, and for the first time, truly realized that I could fail a class, and almost did. And from all of this I will take away a better understanding of what friendship really is, of what a relationship should really be like, and who I want to become.
I'm looking forward to 2007. I consider this my "fresh start" at MIT. It will be the first time I'm on a true grading scale, and I'll be able to keep my head in Boston, where it should have been in the first place. This is my freedom year- the year that I want to break out and announce to the world that I've arrived and that I'm ready for anything it throws at me. I wanna yell out "Here I am!" and work my way to success, one step at a time.
If I've realized anything since being home, it's that my true home is in Boston. It's in a 9'x12' dorm room connected to a kitchenette and bathroom shared by 5 other people. Home is the infinite corridor and LaVerde's and jaywalking across Mass Ave. It's staying up late talking about the universe and God and how James Bond should really be. It's looking out every morning at the Charles River and Downtown Boston and playing pool to avoid doing p-sets. Home is MIT, and what a transformation that has been. God works in crazy ways, and I look back on the las few months, the last few months of 2006, and I realize that it's just been staring me in the face. All the hardship, the pain, the sleepless nights, the tears and sweat and blood has all been there for a reason. It took all of that to make me realize that I belong, and that I want to belong. And that's the coolest feeling in the world.