Hello, friends. It’s time for some reflection.
The facts: what happened
The classes:
- CS 222: Algorithms at the End of the Wire
- CS 184: Reinforcement Learning
- Econ 1420: American Economic Policy
- English CNMJ: Fiction Workshop
- HBS 1757: Launching Tech Ventures
- Music 107: Advanced Ensembles
The other commitments:
- Worked on growing and evolving Wave
- Learned as part of the HKS Cheng Fellowship and the HBS Roberts Family Fellowship
- Served as a course assistant for Stat 110
- Co-Pres’d Women in CS
- Joined Radcliffe Choral Society as a soprano
- Started taking singing lessons
- Joined Fig, the campus fashion magazine
The fun, spontaneous happenings:
- Visited Olin and Wellesley for the first time to see high school friends
- Watched my first Harvard musical (Something Rotten) and was blown away
- Developed the pictures from my first film photoshoot
- Custom picked poems and art for people at the Advocate’s flea market
- Listened to John Green, Kevin O’Leary, Mark Zuckerberg, and Namwali Serpell at various events
- Organized a cabin trip to see the gorgeous MA fall foliage
- Co-hosted events like friendsgiving and white elephant for friends 🙂
- Actually learned how to play chess (like beyond how the pieces move…not good at it though)
- Got my hair cut at a salon for the first time
- Celebrated my 21st with friends I love
Sources & scenes of joy
Like many other seniors, I find that the future looks nebulous. I’ve been telling friends that this was my happiest semester of college so far (overtaking the reigning champion: freshman year)! I’m hoping that distilling the greatest sources of joy and fulfillment can help me identify the right paths to pursue:
Teaching
I had the opportunity to serve as a course assistant for Stat 110 (probability) for the second time this semester, and I loved it so much. There’s something so deeply gratifying about helping students come to their own understanding by providing strategic hints (and seeing them gain so much confidence over the semester!), and I learned so much from thinking of multiple ways to explain a single concept. Also, it doesn’t hurt to get nice feedback from your students—these comments made my day!
All things creative
I often felt inspired and even giddy from the worlds opened by my creative exploration this semester. I had the opportunity to write stories, reconnect with singing choral music, compose my own musical pieces, take singing lessons, shoot and edit film photos, watch and discuss films, design fashion shoots, and read works diverging from my usual list. I never feel more receptive to my rawest self and more attuned to the universe than when I get to be an artist, whatever form that may take.
Theory
The trend continues: I’m fascinated by the mathematical underpinnings of algorithmic and machine learning work, and I’m hoping to make more time for research and deep dives beyond my course material next semester.
Connecting deeply
I am fundamentally interested in people and what makes them who they are: their histories, opinions, hopes, fears, and pleasures. It’s such a joy to learn from friends alike and different, and to reach the part of the conversation where we can honestly dig into our interests and stories. It’s so beautiful to know and appreciate people in layers, and so beautiful to find people who see and understand you. This and reading are probably the two biggest sources of paradigm shift in my day-to-day life.
Recently, I’ve had the opportunity to gather with old friends and acquaintances I haven’t seen in years. In some ways, it was like meeting these people for a second time—we’ve changed so much in the past few years, but it’s wonderful how that historical familiarity is instant grounds for open connection.
Some thoughts
Doing the hard thing
As I walked out of my final HBS lecture, it occurred to me that I hadn’t taken enough risks this semester. Risks are always relative to your own strengths, fears, and experiences. I did venture into the unknown in some ways:
- Took my first ever creative writing class, where I learned to grow comfortable with letting others read my writing. Sharing writing is an inherently vulnerable act: it’s an extension of your self and worldview, and hearing critique of that can be uncomfortable.
- Took voice lessons for the first time, which was initially uncomfortable for me in many of the ways acting has always been uncomfortable for me. Learning to sing is not just about learning the mechanics of a great mix or resonant vibrato, but also about learning to express ideas and emotions. Close friends know that I don’t often feel very sad or angry, and when I do, I prefer not to express those feelings in public. So digging up those feelings and expressing them, particularly when I wasn’t experiencing them in the moment, was hard.
Looking back, all my greatest moments of growth and the qualities I consider my greatest strengths were born out of conscious efforts to do uncomfortable things: in freshman year of high school, the task of saying anything in front of an audience (even just 4-5 people) left me red, stuttering, and shaking, so I forced myself to go to debate practice every week. I left most sessions feeling embarrassed, but over time public speaking became comfortable and even one of my favorite things to do. It’s in daring to be vulnerable and purposefully putting myself in unknown spaces that I stand to gain confidence, new skills, and self-discoveries. With that in mind, I’d like to partially measure my success in the spring semester by how often I can push myself to be uncomfortable, do the difficult thing, and learn quickly. Don’t shy away from the possibility of failure, Karly.
The novice mindset: a gift
I could stand to treat more of my long-standing pursuits with the perspective of a novice. I’ve noticed that when I do something for the first time, I’m perceptive and curious: constantly thinking of the best way to improve, devising new approaches, adapting, appreciating the nuances of this unfamiliar pursuit. As I become more experienced, I fall into familiar patterns of behavior and the details dull, which means I’m less innovative.
There are no rules
Do the socially awkward thing. Apply for the opportunity you technically don’t qualify for. Do something the unwritten way. Rules can be softened if you dare to ask for what you need and what you want. Caveat: be respectful, be ethical, and most times, abide by the law.
The little things count
So much of the beauty in life is the beauty of mere existence. We were meant to dream wildly and do incredible things, but we were also meant to just exist. We were meant to play silly little games, to sit idly in the sunlight, to lie down and space out.
A little kindness makes the world go round
It’s been stated and restated, but I think never overstated: a single act of kindness can completely change someone’s day. On so many occasions, a one-off compliment or favor from a friend stayed with me for an entire day. Even a nice message from someone I wasn’t expecting to hear from made a huge difference. Research shows we consistently underestimate the positive impact of reaching out to say hello. Sometimes I realize how many thoughts of admiration I accidentally keep to myself, and what a waste it is to not share that praise more actively. I’ve definitely been getting better at this, but there’s always work to be done!
2022: a year in photos
Hopes for growth in 2023 (or just next semester)
The “ideas”:
- Do the hard things first.
- Ask for more.
- Create more.
- Commit.
- Find gratitude daily.
- Don’t fret the small things.
- Act with an abundance mindset.
The “things” (to be lengthened):
- Get consistency on my lifts so that I can complete the challenge my blockmate set (to bench press him).
- Try boxing!
- Read 25 books (younger me would have found this embarrassingly few, but times have changed…).
- Learn to sing contemporary styles.
Words to live by, sent by my friend Salena.
Appendix: thank-yous
Thank you to my dear friends for taking care of me, showing me new possibilities, and filling my year with joy. Thank you to my mentors for believing in me and making the time to always support me. Thank you to my mom, dad, and grandma for being my rocks. Thank you, reader, for making it through this. Wishing you a swell new year and many victories in 2023! ♥
P.S. Finally put together video montages for this semester and the summer Europe trip. Grandma liked them đź‘Ť