Post Miami, every night seemed an adventure. I could now go and order drinks on my own. I was introduced to rails and vodka drinks. I remember always goofing up and saying coke and Jack instead of Jack and coke. I went out 5 nights in a row one week and that was it. I also ended up at a frat party where I got drunk. I had 5 cheap beers and they dehydrated me. Some students thought I was their Math TA as I introduced myself as a grad student. It was sad as the semester came to close. I did not know what was to happen next. I had made friends and was living it up and it was not fair for it to come to an end so soon. Deep down within, I was living life of a freshman. Apart from the outings at night with the boys, I enjoyed spending evenings on campus at random events which used to be free. I kind of regret not going to the gym and pool often, which was free
I had interviewed at a couple of places but things were not working out. I was not keeping that well either and was not sure about graduating in Spring. It was a tough decision but I decided to postpone my graduation to buy myself more time to work on the projects I was working on and search for the right job. On the last day of the semester, as I was walking back home, I could see parents help their kids move out of their dorms. College Park can never be the same without its students which makes it like south beach in Miami. I spent the last night in my friend, Ariel Grobman's room listening to some Jewish music, gliding through some old facebook pictures and sipping some yuengling. I was in store of another Summer, working at the library but without my newly found entourage of Jewish friends. I had no idea what to expect but was encouraged to hear that some of my friends, Ranan, Yossi, Gab and Alter were going to be around College Park for the summer.
