Pushups, Handprints, and LifeAt first glance, my bedroom seems to be the bedroom of the regular, overworked teenager; a table hidden beneath piles of schoolwork, a perpetually unmade bed overlooked by walls painted a jarring shade of neon green that I regrettably chose in 3rd grade, and weeks’ worth of clothes tossed in piles on the floor. However, directly in front of my bookshelf is something that is unique to my room: a pair of handprints imprinted into the carpet spaced about shoulder width apart, similar in depth and appearance to the indentations that heavy furniture leaves in soft carpet over time...
Innovation requires two things: preparation and flexibility.To be the scientific innovator I want to be, whether as a volunteer physician in Haiti, or a pharmacist trying to discover the treatment for the next deadly outbreak, or a researcher trying to unlock the secrets of the regenerative properties of the zebrafish, I need to be prepared academically...
“My little Jacaranda” my grandpa used to call me and a name that he still does to this day. Beautiful blooming jacaranda trees clothed the entire street that as a child, my grandpa and I would walk through every Friday afternoon in the spring. Such a sight was so marveling that we walked with silence and awe...
I know few people who get as excited about Taylor series or infatuated with bridge designs as I do. Naturally, I am excited to leverage these skills in other areas of my life. One day in my economics class, it suddenly hit me that a simple differential equation could model a concept under discussion. Eager to share my discovery with my teacher, I was disappointed by his response, “I don’t know calculus.” My immediate sadness engendered an understanding of the importance of interdisciplinary study. I was pleased to find that Johns Hopkins University embraces this philosophy...
For as long as I can remember, my grandparents have come over for dinner on Friday nights. My grandfather has always had a special interest in me, and we have often spoken about things my sisters can not relate to: science, math, and sports. He told me the stories of his upbringing as a fatherless child in the Bronx and how he played basketball and studied engineering at Cornell. He ultimately got a PhD in physics—a completely self-made man...
Even before I became aware of Carnegie Mellon's excellent reputation, my Uncle Saul (who has a MS and PhD in computer engineering from Carnegie Mellon) has long encouraged me to pursue my studies at this institution. Now that I have narrowed down my college choices, and have had the opportunity to visit Carnegie Mellon, I know that this would be an ideal educational opportunity for me...
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