College is finally over

Four long years at Stanford have finally come to an end. What do I have to show for it? A Bachelor of Arts in East Asian Studies, a couple thousand dollars in college loans, some amazing friends and a myriad of experiences—both good and bad—that have helped me mature into the person I am today. I won’t attempt to sum up who I’ve become in four years, but let’s just say that I’ve learned a lot of hard lessons about people, about myself and about God. I want to say that my four years at Stanford have been the best four years of my life, but that would be lying. My four years at college have taught me a lot about my weaknesses, my lack of discipline and my tendency to meander through things. It was at Stanford that I had to deal with the big questions in life like: Who do I want to become? What things in life are important? What does it mean to truly love someone? These questions came to the fore over time often times I’d be sitting awake in bed unable to fall asleep contemplating these questions. I really wish I could’ve finished college with all those questions answered definitively; and even though often times I appear as if I’ve arrived upon the answers to these questions, reality inevitably sets in at some point and I realize that these questions are actually quests—ones that may require a lifetime of exploration.