I turned 20 the other day.
I don’t think that it’s really hit me yet. Two decades is just a little bit of time. But in the famous words of my girlfriend,
The truth is… I don’t really feel old. And though birthdays are most definitely causes for celebration, I wouldn’t say that it was a particularly special day. It was just another day, with Linear Algebra in the morning, my circuits class before noon, a statics and dynamics exam at noon and my Materials class around 3.
But maybe I should take that back. My birthdays during my high school career consisted of a slightly nicer than normal dinner complete with a home-made cake and a card or two. I would then proceed to excuse myself and continue to bury myself in my homework. And that was all I needed. A nice relaxing meal with family and a continued effort on the homework side of things.
I have great friends. And that’s why this birthday didn’t feel all that different. My two best friends and I went to Posto, an Italian restaurant near Davis Square, for dinner. And just as we did last year at my birthday, we talked and shared our lives. It’s been a busy year and our meetings are sometimes few and far between. But when we do get to meet and hang out, it’s as if no time had passed at all.
I think I’ve found my family here. I think that at the end of the day, that’s what matters most.
So this is my first post (of, hopefully, many). I hope you like it.
Vincent Hwang ‘18