I’m 21. My Proudest Moments

I’m 21. My Proudest Moments

Hi! Guess what? I’m 21 now!!


21st birthdays are notoriously unproductive; however, I don’t plan on (ever) drinking and have a backlog of work, so I actually did quite a bit (including writing this post!). Don’t worry though, I did have fun. My friend came to visit me last week and we went to Maritana on Wednesday (review here!)

I thought I’d share some of my proudest moments over the past 21 years. Sometimes it’s nice to look back and see how far you’ve come, yes?

Before I begin talking about myself, I’d first like to thank my parents. I know this is cliche, but the more I get into research, the more amazed I am that they were willing to have, much less raise and support me. Props to all the parents out there!

Note: None of these are from before high school. First, the memories have recycled. Second, let’s just say it took me a while to “hit my stride” so to speak

Winning the Scholastic Art and Writing Gold Medal- In 8th grade, my humanities teacher gave me the confidence to start writing. I started the blog and started writing short pieces for fun. Eventually, I worked up the courage to submit one of them to Scholastic Art and Writing… and I WON!!! Ever since then, I’ve considered myself a decent writer, and it’s really paid dividends.

Deadlifting 3x bodyweight- I don’t talk too much about my exploits in the gym, but it’s a very important part of who I am. Junior year, I was able to hit a 120kg deadlift at 40kg, putting my strength into the “advanced” level. I’ve never been athletic, so it was a huge win to be somewhat competent at something physical.

Getting Accepted into CMU- A lot of my life up until that point revolved around my uni application. Taking classes on weekends to advance, playing instruments, joining clubs for prestige, test prep….. Needless to say, I was devastated when I received rejection after rejection. CMU’s decision came out the last day. I got in by some miracle and now thank the other schools for rejecting me. Somehow, the only school on my list that I dismissed turned out to be the perfect fit.

Getting a 95 on the Differential Equations Final- Not all “big wins” are flashy awards. This class isn’t even my highest scoring one, by far. However, it is the class that I worked hardest in. I started that class not being able to follow lectures, got a low C on the midterm and relied on my friend (that one) to essentially do my homework for me. I put in the effort and it paid off. It’s the first time in my academic life where I felt like I worked hard for my result. As icing on the cake, he rounded up my grade up by a full percentage point.

The Scumbag Proposition- Related to the above, I made a rather sudden pivot towards econ. Part of that involves writing a model. My advisors insisted that my model be based on a series of rather difficult papers by Benabou and Tirole. Despite having no experience with modeling, they insisted that I base mine off of theirs. I spent hours banging my head against the wall trying to parse through the model. My econ discussion friend helped me set up a model. With that model, I did some algebra and used equations to show the rather obvious finding: if the scum of the earth won’t cheat, no one will. This way of translating intuition into words is what excites me! I feel like I have a toe in the door.

I hope everyone enjoyed this post. Have a great week. Until next time, bye!!!!

3 thoughts on “I’m 21. My Proudest Moments

  1. Happy Birthday, again, my dearest daughter. I am proud of every single step you’ve walked so far, not mentioning those achievement you listed above. keep the upbeat spirit, work hard for your dream, but still relax and enjoy the life!!!

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