I don’t think I fully understood how college would change me. Prior to coming to Wellesley, I really had no clue about who I was. As cliché as that sounds, it’s true. I didn’t know if I was a follower or a leader, a shy person or an outgoing one. In high school, I seemed to straddle those continuums. College helped me more decisively place myself on one side of the fence over the other, and THAT is what I have loved about my college experience.

And it’s not that I came into college with the purpose of figuring out who I was. It sort of just happened. I became involved in activities that were more passion projects, than obligations. You can’t consciously walk into every growth experience, all you have to do is have an open mind and let things unfold on their own.

Perhaps, what I love most about college are the people. My friends. Friends who help support you during your best and worst moments. As a first year, I thought that making friends was next to impossible, but as time went on I found myself gravitating towards the people that made me want to be the best version of me.

That’s not to say that there isn’t autonomy in your growth experiences, or circle of friends. What I’m saying is that sometimes the best things happen by accident and end up being the most formative for our character. As a senior looking back at 3.5 years of hard work, I can say that I’m proud of the woman I have become, and luck to have the friends I have.