Paki-land was great :) Tons of fun, the beach, late nights in a city that never turns off its lights (except for those hours where they cut the electricity and then the whole block dims and naps in compliance). It was kind of like school...in that I was constantly surrounded by ppl my age. Of course, they were all related to me somehow, so I guess that loses it's UGA touch. hmm. But still like school in the sense that I would have tons of fun hanging out, shopping, etc. and every third day go to my grandmother's house which was a history lesson in itself. There, I had the company of ppl who are more knowledgeable than me, and I learned like it was class. I know this sounds kind of weird, but it just goes to show the family variety. Also, there were old people there. I really like old people, especially those with good memories. On any given afternoon, they can recount the various scandals that rocked Pre-Partition India, give primary accounts to who married who, and it all makes a really great story.
After having talked to Rachel, I really just want to start school. Lame, but true. I want to walk into my Michigan residence, have it look perfect, and start my Michigan life. Like. Right. Now. But the reality is that I have to unpack, repack, and dig before that dream merges into existence. I'll probably still be living out of boxes until October. Hmmm. I take that back. Right now, I want to fast forward to my second year in law school by which time, all my stuff will have been unpacked and be perfect. I will also have acquired the necessary wardrobe.
Ok friends. That's the recap.
adios.
