actions, not words.

For uninteresting reasons, I've recently had to move all of my stuff from one room in my house to another. There are two factors which combine to make this process interesting: one, I've lived in the first room for over 10 years at this point, and, two, I've always had a penchant for collecting and keeping memorabilia. This means that while cleaning, I've found all sorts of old stuff—a journal I kept in 2008 (i.e. when I was six years old), a small collection of rocks from the hills in the area, the sheet music for a small song I wrote in elementary school. Three particularly prominent categories of items are maps, brochures, and programs, and so over the past few days I've been scouring them and taking an inventory. From the pile I went through, I found 31 brochures (a broadly defined term referring to descriptions of locations, including maps of attractions), 21 maps, and 7 programs. These span a range of around 13 years, from 2006 to 2019; the earliest strongly c...

these might disappear or be edited with time, and some are being worked on as pieces for the MIT admissions blogger application. i just want to throw something out into the universe, at least for now. on fall this post will probably have to be updated tomorrow but i just want to get something out the door before everything comes crashing down around me. Exciting! news spreads in MIT circles like wildfire. any email that one particular student gets is immediately propagated to everyone. i think some of the most vivid memories of freshman year, the images which will be retained in my mind for years to come, are of the days when we were about to leave campus, but nobody knew when. the one image which comes to mind first is the real analysis classroom where i first saw the slack message which was circulating about an impending email sending us home. the ultimate spiral of dread which gathered within me just sat there for the entire day until someone finally got the email from President Rei...