Education 3/6

Remembering DDay

My love for physics had grown to the point that I knew I wanted to pursue a Ph.D., but I never had the chance to tell DDay.

Deshaciendo la narrativa típica de un estudiante Ivy League

No puede ser, esto está mal. Era dirigido a otra Nicole. Ya mismo me llega otro email diciendo que fue un error.

Home is Wherever I Am

It became clear to me that home was not something permanent, no matter how desperately I wanted that to be true.

Embrace the ‘Ands’

How would I be able to juggle these different identities—graduate student, writer, and Puerto Rican— without one infringing upon the other?

I Was Scared by Volcanoes, so I Decided to Study Them

I was petrified of volcanoes, tsunamis, earthquakes, high winds, lightning, and even--when I was very young--the sound of the ocean.

Surf's Up, and I'm Far Out

I sometimes imagine how my path would be different if I had pursued music instead of science.

Blowing Away the Ivy Narrative

No way, this is a mistake. This email is probably directed to another Nicole. I’ll get a second email soon saying it was a mistake.

I Got Kicked Out Of a Lab, and Three Lessons I Derived from It

...feelings of failure are physical. I threw up my dinner that night, I could not stop crying, and my body would not stop trembling.

"Wasteful Research"? Nah.

Failure in research is essential. If you fear failure it could distort the way you choose projects and ultimately impede science progress.

My Evolution

What the issue really came down to for me was whether the creation story was literal and whether macroevolution was legitimate.

THE XYLOM