“Pavilionista.”I’d made the name up three seconds ago - the name of a poem, naked without caesuras, syllables, Leitwortstil-laced lines. I’d seen a pavilion as I walked into the neuroscience laboratory at Rutgers Medical School where I was interning, and somehow Pavilionista had become a person - but how? What was my mind doing?..
I’ve always been fascinated by the idea of individualism. I love it. I love how, even in the darkest eras of humankind, we’ve managed to keep this idea alive...
Rock 'n' Stone Age
I was raised by dinosaurs. Spinosaurus -the largest carnivorous dinosaur, even bigger than the Tyrannosaurus rex- to be exact. They would tuck me in at night with their leathery hands and claws, while their mouths leaked words of prejudice...
I grew up surrounded by books a variety of different genres, from both fiction and nonfiction, which sparked my passion for learning. My favorite subject rotates each day as I want to learn as much as I can about the world whether it be art history, or economics...
New York City A.K.A. the melting pot of America, with many residents ranging from Brazil to Japan living on the little island that also houses NYU gives the opportunity to meet more than the average American. With such a high percentage of international students and students choosing to study abroad makes the school itself a melting pot of cultures...
“This is one of my favorite songs,” my dad said, glancing at me through the rear view mirror.I scrunched my eyebrows. “Really? I didn’t know synthetic pop music was your thing,” I said, cringing as a squeaky voice screeched from the stereo...
The moon glistens as all forms of life sleep under the sparkling sky. Under the dark heavens, I sit on my bed and stare out the window-wondering and dreaming. The night has come and I am finally awake...
Walking toward the dark opening, I found myself in a sudden state of panic. Before stepping on the escalator, I peered over my shoulder, hoping my friend had not driven away, but it was too late. I had to proceed downward...
It Is Not the EndIt was 2008 when my life began to change drastically. My father lost his job due to the recession and my father being an illegal immigrant, he was laid off. Due to this he had to get a low paying job with no benefits and we lost our house...
The two of us did everything together; every decision she made, I followed closely behind, molding myself to be her perfect complement. When we were younger, we used to have races during recess with several other kids, sprinting from one end of the playground to the other. For me, the other kids were just distractions. My goal was to race my friend, and nothing else mattered...