I can't sleep, so I thought I would write on this blog that I've basically forgotten. This was originally intended as a space to chronicle the Big Life Decisions as I made them, and muse about the transition to graduated life. The thing about transitions and decisions is that they are fairly time-consuming; I didn't end up writing on this blog, even the posts that I had planned in my head. Perhaps I can still write those posts later, since I think it would be interesting to have a record for after life settles down. At the rate life is settling now, I should probably hurry up.
It is scary to think of how this year has shaped the course of my future. I am definitely going to graduate school, despite having hobbled together my applications at the last minute. Where I will go is yet to be decided; I've narrowed the selection to the genetics program at University of Pennsylvania, human genetics program at Johns Hopkins, and neurobiology program at Columbia. Grad school will probably get it's own post later on, but that is the last of the Big Life Decisions remaining.
I am planning to write more often here (seriously this time). I'm not sure who the intended audience is, or who would bother to read it. The content will cover stuff that is on my mind, including but not limited to: my experiences throughout the day/week, questions, musings, pop culture references, plans, stories, pictures, videos, and, if I can figure out how, imbedded songs. (I have seen it before! I know it can be done!) I can think of, like, five people who might find any of that interesting, but hey, oh well. I am still going to resuscitate this blog. This is more of a journal than a blog, but it's an open journal.
The blog is named "Posts from Underground" because I, in fact, live underground, in the basement of an old woman in Port Jefferson Station, NY. The majority of my posts will be written at my desk here, so I thought it was fitting. Hopefully that is the only tie my posts will have to the ramblings of Dostoevsky's underground soliloquist. Hopefully.
Okay! So, this is a second start. I'll even put a current picture up, while I'm at it:
I like this pic, even though I've been told I look very uncomfortable in it. I usually look uncomfortable or confused, though, so I figure it is true to life.Anonymous reader, it is now four in the morning, so I am going to attempt to sleep. Goodnight!
