Brain Rot

If you haven’t already gleaned, I love metaphors (and the word glean). I think primarily in analogy. I get a rush when I come up with a particularly apt comparison. It is through these analogies that I can express concepts I find impossible to articulate in excplicit description alone. Like my emotional dichotomy as an […]

I went to a college that was overwhelmingly corporate. I do not wish to call it by name, so let’s refer to it as Preprofessional University, or PU for short. Prior to PU, I did not know what people meant when they said they wanted to do “IB.” I did not know that you could […]

Two things drive me to write, and they are somewhat at odds with one another. One is the desire to entertain and dazzle. For someone to read my work and think “this person is very funny and also I am impressed with her astute observations and wordsmithery.” The other is to be known. For someone […]

Preface: I wrote the majority of this pre barbie-movie-America-Ferrera-monologue. How you felt about that monologue is a fair litmus test for how you’ll enjoy this piece. The prisoner’s dilemma is a game theory thought experiment that most people are introduced to in an Econ or Psych 101 course. It goes as such: two criminals are […]

Like many 20 – something women living in New York city, I am fondly compared to Carrie Bradshaw by my mom. Primarily, she finds likeness in how I dress (a huge stretch) and my dating escapades. I honestly cannot confirm or deny how delusional this reference is as I refuse to watch Sex and The City. The pilot made me feel ill. I have an incredible talent of finding ways anything and everything can make me feel bad about myself. Shockingly, these glamorous actresses portraying early 30s gal pals in a TV show lead lives better than mine. And so,…