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Stop sprinting towards your future

Stop sprinting towards your future

What my time in industry taught me

December 8, 2022 | Blythe I.

I always knew I would come back to academia. It didn’t matter that I would be taking at least one year off to work a flashy new job in Seattle biotech. It didn’t matter that the position would be a lot less stressful, and have a lot more benefits, than graduate student life. My mentor […]

All the good ideas are gone!

All the good ideas are gone!

But all the good work is left to do.

June 21, 2021 | Mirna G.

The MIT Biological Engineering (BE) interview weekend began with an introduction by the department’s chair. She gave a very motivating speech that ended with “this is the best time to become a bioengineer: find a problem and run with it.” I felt very motivated by the department chair’s speech and spent the next five months […]

Packing for MIT:  Laptop, winter coat, math phobia

Packing for MIT: Laptop, winter coat, math phobia

How I survived MIT classes without a math background - and you can too!

March 12, 2021 | Jelle V.

When I put my pencil down after muddling through the last particularly hairy integration-by-substitution puzzler on the 2013 AB Calculus AP exam, I felt relieved – both that I had survived the exam, and, more fundamentally, that I’d never have to take a calculus class again. Seven years later, picking up a different pencil to […]

A (rest)room of one’s own

A (rest)room of one’s own

Experiencing MIT through all-gender bathrooms

January 17, 2021 | Cal G.

In the COVID-19 research ramp-up, one return-to-work guideline was hotly contested. Community members should remain seated while flushing to limit viral transmission. For a moment, my department was as obsessed with toilets as I was, although for different reasons. As a non-binary trans person, I’m familiar with non-ideal bathroom situations. The year I started at […]

Mitconceptions

Mitconceptions

Unlearning what I thought I knew about PhDs and MIT

January 17, 2021 | Viraat G.

“Wait up for me!” I shouted after my father as I scrambled to keep up with him. At 6 years old, I didn’t really fit in with the college students dotting the quad under the hot summer sun, but I also didn’t really care. My dad, a professor of economics, was letting me tag along […]