Near the end of my junior, my AP physics teacher told my class that we had to begin our search for internships as a part of our extended year and future senior symposium presentations. At my school, each grade level does something different for their extended year; freshmen do a case study, sophomores do a health fair, and juniors do an internship. The purpose of the internship was to use that experience as an influence in selecting our future careers. As I sat in class thinking of something that I would love to do before I went away for the summer, I thought of my mother who was four months pregnant...
As a young woman with experience and insatiable interest in journalism, screenwriting, politics, and feminism, I would be remiss to forgo an opportunity to meet and converse with Nora Ephron. She embodies every aspect of the woman I hope to be: independent, fearless, endlessly curious, and full of life...
In 2006, I traveled to six cities in Italy for a choir trip, which included an unforgettable performance at Sunday mass in St. Peter’s Basilica. Thus began my adventures in Italophilia, which have fostered my fierce desire to learn the Italian language. Unfortunately, I have limited opportunities to learn Italian in my current community, but NYU comes to the rescue with its wealth of resources in the NYU Florence study abroad program...
In 2006, I traveled to six cities in Italy for a choir trip, which included an unforgettable performance at Sunday mass in St. Peter’s Basilica. I watched a magical glassblowing demonstration in Venice, climbed to the top of a precarious tower in Pisa, sang arias at the center of an amphitheater in Rome, and tossed three coins over my left shoulder into the Trevi Fountain—an act that tradition says will bring me back to Rome someday...
Truth is, I fell in love. I hadn’t come to terms with being bisexual and even though I was scared, I was ready to tell someone. At least I thought I was, but the last time I saw Charlotte I choked up because I was too embarrassed to tell her that I was in love with her. I knew that she had been struggling with chronic depression, but she seemed like she was doing well, better than she had in a long time. When she left I hugged her saying “I’ll see you at school.”..
X is not only the letter before Y in the English alphabet. X does not merely begin very few English words. X is not merely the quantity Y minus B divided by M. X is truth, and X is meaning. X is what I stand for, what I believe in. X is destiny, and X is purpose. X is what I am and what I aspire to become. How do I go about exploring and discovering X?..
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