1. Mind over Matter—Out of my eight senior-year teachers, only one of them refused to acknowledge senioritis as a legitimate disease that infects more than 80{53c6eff5ce19621f7316832cfedf08caab022021f1679c62c3f44b8900ceaf72} of the graduating high school class. In...
I was never good at hide-and-seek. I could handle it a little better if I was the one counting, but hiding was horrible for me. On the one hand, I’m lanky, slightly clumsy, and never good at fitting into the covert nooks and crannies of the house. But more than...
One of the hardest things about doing something new that has tricks and turns, stumbling blocks and stop signs…is exactly that…it’s something new with tricks and turns…stumbling blocks and stop signs. Junior and senior year were hectic. Sometimes I felt that I was...
While I hope no one followed my example, my actual college application process was hectic. I had everything in order theoretically…great grades…pretty test scores…more extracurricular and community service hours than I could list…I was in tip-top shape—ready for...
Hey Everyone! I'm back at Pomona for my second semester. CSO's Executive Director Matt Rubinoff stopped by campus to visit and pulled out his Flip Video. Here I reflect on my experience so far at Pomona and offer some advice for current high school students on...
FAFSA. Ferocious-Anxiety-Financial-Stimulating-Atrocity. My senior chemistry teacher belabored the fact that graduate and medical schools will look at grades in Organic Chemistry to weed out the strong from the weak. She told us that OrgChem isn’t grotesquely hard,...
Class of 2009…Class of 2013…Class of 2015… After you say them enough, they all begin to roll off the tongue. While these years may mean little to you, for me, they represent graduation years—high school, undergrad, Master’s…the list could continue for quite a while. ...
I wanted this piece to be especially powerful, since I can now say that my first semester of college is over. I’m half-a-semester closer to sophomore year, and 12.5{53c6eff5ce19621f7316832cfedf08caab022021f1679c62c3f44b8900ceaf72} of my college undergraduate...
A niggling of homesickness and sadness washed over me as I glanced back at my friend Alejandra. Just like most of the campus, she was heading to the airport…excited about going home for the Thanksgiving break. And unlike most of the campus, I was walking to my Latin...
Personally…the college process was daunting to say the least. My dad never finished high school…my mom never made it to college. Throughout school, my main focus had been getting high grades…extracurricular activities…establishing good relationships with teachers...