The (Academic) Life
In the last month, I’ve begun to think seriously of what my role in academia is. Perhaps the most surprising conclusion that I have begun to arrive upon is that our roles are constructed. Undoubtedly it would appear that such a conclusion offends the very grain of our existence as it doubts our very core assumption of personal power. Perhaps that is why I have not begun to consider this until now.
Familiarity makes us comfortable, but sometimes we stand on pedestillian prisons of our own making. We imagine a role as ours that we want, regardless of what our role may be. We cannot construct our own roles though. It may conflict with the popular conception of individualism to realize that our function is not exogenous, but we are better for appreciating it.
Resigning oneself to the fact of a world that we must fit into is at once frightfully pessimistic. But that world is already there. Recently, I read a book entitled “They Say, I say” that suggested the academic conversation is like a party:
- It has been going on a long time when you arrive
- Just as soon as you hear enough of the conversation to jump in, you do
- After hours of lively conversation and stimulating debate, you have to leave
- The conversation continues long after
The intellectual in all of us wants to stay at the party, and see what happens next. We are only given short time to learn from it and offer what we can though. I think this realization is crucial to intellectual growth, and any further understanding of what our role is. In many ways, then, life is just the party. All that you have to do is be attentive, forget shyness, and your role finds you!






I was cornered, surrounded, and jumped by my workload this week.
Hey seniors! I know it’s getting to be that time of year when all that is on your mind is how on earth you are going to afford to attend all of those great colleges you’ve been preparing applications for. Well, no need to worry anymore! The following suggestions will help you to easily become a top candidate for any scholarship that requires an interview process. It is important to remember that an interview is useful in complimenting your actual application. It should be viewed as an opportunity to set you apart from all other applicants. That being said, make sure you have something unique to contribute to the conversation and to share about yourself!
So, I’m at Harvard University. I have perfect time management skills, I’m some super-genius, and I got a 2600 on the SAT. Extra points for being awesome, of course. In my spare time, I rescue starving children in Africa. I wrote my first paper and got a A+ on it. I read Shakespeare in my sleep and spout rhetoric wisdom over lunch. I’m surrounded by super geniuses and us Hahvahd students, noses pointing towards the sky, relish in our superiority with the rest of the world. The lightbulb joke about Harvard sums it up: How many Harvard students does it take to screw in a lightbulb? One. One to hold the bulb and the world to revolve around it.
Amazing.
Glancing at the familiar faces in the dining hall, a peaceful emotion settled in my heart. This was becoming my home, and I was okay with that. More than okay really…I was thankful to be here. Each day, realization hits me that I am in college, successfully participating. For weeks, the idea of being the first in my family to attend college terrified me. What if I was not as smart as everyone thought? What if my writing made the literature teacher cringe, and what if I was unable to find derivatives in calculus? I remember panicking during move-in day. Stepping on the campus seemed surreal. I felt that at any second, someone would tap me on my shoulder and tell me that I was in the wrong place, confirming my deepest fear. However, this never happened, and soon, I was zipping from place to place, collecting keys, finding my room, and moving belongings into the dorm. On the down side, the room was covered in ants, a persistent pest problem that still wakes me up every so often. But on the plus side, my roommate was great, and our easy-going sarcasm broke the ice in minutes. Hours later, with clothes neatly arranged in the closet and posters adorning every conceivable inch, our dorm looked more like home rather than four white walls and a ceiling. Every day since has been filled with a new adventure, even if it’s as simple as waking up and heading to Advanced Problem Solving-my only class on Fridays. I am growing confident that my college experience will help mold my influence within society. After starting school this year, I believe that you mustn’t fear that you are unready for the impact of college, but instead, believe that college is not ready for what you’re destined to achieve!
I tried to think of what to say to the readers of this blog at first I was going to be specific and target the seniors, but after a draft I figured my message can be applied to everyone.

