This is not to say, of course, that I regret coming to business school—I don’t at all. Both professionally and personally, I’ve grown and learned so much here, and my previous posts attest to my love for this school. Rather, in some ways, this high-intensity, perpetually stimulating pace of life makes for a welcome crucible that is forcing me to learn how to prioritize those things that matter to me most.
Continue reading “Being Human”
Today marks two months since I left New Haven for what my friend jokingly refers to as “the best coast,” and I have to admit that I’ve never felt more at home than I have here. Only eight weeks in, I have already developed a host of routines and traditions: my favorite running trail in Golden Gate Park, a new spiritual home and my go-to spot for a celebratory, end-of-week Friday night dinner, where you will always find me at 7 o’clock picking up soya tofu and udon noodles for takeout...
Continue reading “Confessions of a Crimson-Turned-Bulldog”
So… I have a confession to make. Ever since I was 11, I’ve dreamt about living in California. Even though there is something special about the Midwest that will always feel like home, since childhood I have gravitated toward the Golden State’s sunshine, grand vistas and progressive, sometimes irreverent spirit...
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Upon completing our first MBA year this past Monday, celebrations were certainly in order. After we submitted our Innovator final at 7:30 p.m., we all proceeded to eat, drink and make merry….
OK OK, you got me. The more accurate version of the story—at least, in my case—is that I ate,...
Though “land of contrasts” is a common description of both Africa as a continent and South Africa in particular, in retrospect, I don’t think it is possible to fully grasp the full import of that statement until you experience it yourself. At least, during the remainder of my International...
Greetings from South Africa, where my friend Katherine Miller, SOM ’14, and I just completed our first African safari! While our International Experience (IE)—a mandatory part of the first-year curriculum that happens in the spring—doesn’t begin until tomorrow, most of our classmates in the South Africa IE cohort made pre-trip plans like ours. Continue reading “SOM in the Bush”
All right, world, in homage to the legacy of the Harlem Shake and the Cupid Shuffle, I am hereby coining a new dance—the Yale SOM Hustle.
Usually performed en masse by New Haven 20- and 30-something’s, the Yale SOM Hustle, like its predecessors, is a highly physical endeavor, featuring...
I probably wouldn’t have noticed him otherwise.
My first night in San Francisco for the job trek, I reunited with an old friend over dinner to celebrate her 27th birthday. At a little past 10 p.m., we finally gave up the herculean quest to finish the ambitiously sized birthday crepes we had ordered—and asked the waitress sheepishly for to-go boxes. Then, armed with what was probably the world’s largest dessert crepe, I headed back to the Airbnb where a few other first-year’s and I were staying in Fisherman’s Wharf.
Continue reading “Fear of Missing Out”
Greetings from San Francisco, where over 100 Yale SOM students just completed visiting more than 40 companies for our annual San Francisco Job Trek! During this year’s record-breaking trek, the leaders of eight SOM clubs, such as Net Impact and the Technology Club, have coordinated visits with diverse companies and organizations in the Bay area. Popular destinations included Google, IDEO, Visa and the Omidyar Network, the philanthropic investment firm established by Pierre Omidyar, the founder of eBay, and his wife.
Continue reading “I Left My Heart in San Francisco”
I came to business school on a quest for answers.
Clearly the product of a liberal arts education, I quite earnestly believed when I graduated from college that randomized controlled trials (RCTs) could help us solve most of the world’s problems, not only in science but also in policy. “Show me the data” may, in fact, have been the admittedly nerdy modus operandi that marked both my personal and academic life.
Continue reading “The Empiricist's Holy Grail”