Finding solace in thai sweet coconut chili
This spring, I was a finalist to give the commencement address.
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This spring, I was a finalist to give the commencement address.
My proudest achievement to date is receiving a C+ in Statistics 101.
In my time at Duke, I had no less than three people tell me they wanted to be president.
I sat through a very pregnant pause after my professor’s long, introductory rant in my first class ever at Duke. So long that my fellow classmates awkwardly stared at one another, unsure if they had just managed to miss some sort of instruction. Those first few weeks had been noisy chaotic ones, so the silence—no matter how oddly deafening, or confusing—surely was a relief. I had just transferred from state school, and was adjusting to the hustle of daily life in the gothic wonderland.