On Pictures in College

Often times, we don’t acknowledge the mundane, the normal and the everyday. Instead we focus on the past, the future and excitement, except the secret to immortal life is hidden in the commonplace. It’s 1:26am. I just returned to my room from the lab. I brushed my teeth and took a long stare into the…

You win a few, You lose a lot

Often times, people say to you, “You win some, you lose some.” And while I think this is a proverb that reconciles the disparity between gain and loss, I don’t know if I wholeheartedly believe it. Yesterday, I was fortunately enough to have a great interviewer and in turn, able to show my potential and…

Knowing your Limitations

This is a post about limitations.

On Identity and Real Housewives of XYZ

I am coming back from a play called “This American Wife,” produced and directed by the Yale Cabaret. It touches on the deep issues of identity and what it means to be “real” in what I would argue, a post-truth society. Oh, and Dolores Catania and her son Frankie were there.

“All Quiet on the Western Front”

I returned from a brief battle today: pharmacists asking if I still needed my anxiety meds since I was picking up anti-depressants, failing midterms, and acing case interviews.

Back on Anti-Depressants

Cool. Just had a Process Control midterm, bombed a case interview, got back on anti-depressants, and sent my ex a happy birthday email. Oh and my watch ran out of battery a year ago.

Guide to Job/Internship Recruiting Season

“Be the snake you want to see in the world.” -Someone, I think Gandhi. Consulting, Wall Street and Tech Giant wannabes please can I have your attention.

WMH: On Mindfulness and Struggling

I’m always in a state of perpetual self loathing; anti-depressants and anxiolytics in the morning, caffeine for lunch, and sleep-aids for late dinner.

Fresher. Don’t get in that Relationship!

At least not until next semester, next year preferably when you’re a Seconder (sp?!?).

Headline: Students die from staying up, working hard — They could’ve just died regularly.

Outer me: “You should get started on your work.”
Inner me: “No, I should make a real blog post.”