Anna H. '14
Dec 11 2013
It's pre-finals week. Today is the last day of classes. Projects are due, one of my friends slept for one hour last night, I have to submit a paper draft to my research advisor tonight, I e-mailed a paper to my music professor last night, and frankly everyone is just counting down the minutes until the day is over.
For me, laughter is the best therapy (fortunately, it really doesn't take much to make me laugh hysterically). On the off-chance that it will also be therapeutic to you, here are a few things that have made me laugh over the past few days. Brace yourself for insight into my sense of humor:
2) My bff Sam B. '14's post on my Facebook wall, linking me to the first trailer for Sherlock Season 3 (EEEEEEE!!!!) and saying "Forget science. I'm dropping out to be a Benedict Cumberbatch fangirl."
Sam is a brilliant physicist so cross your fingers that Sherlock Season 3 is really bad.
Dec 10 2013
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Hey all! Time for another round of Q&A. A few general comments:
2) When I receive questions via e-mail, I have one of two responses: respond immediately, or file away and respond when I have longer chunks of free time (these chunks do not come by with great regularity). Sometimes I get e-mails with literally dozens of questions, all stacked together. There isn't necessarily anything wrong with that (unless a subset of those questions violate (1)) but it's worth letting you know that really really long e-mails will often go into the "respond later" or "respond much later" pile.
Dec 7 2013
Technically, there isn't much to shooting a pistol.
Load rounds into magazine. Insert magazine. Release the bolt. Grip as in a firm handshake. Inhale, raise arm. Exhale a little, press gently on the trigger until you meet resistance, lower arm to target. Focus on the front sight. Without taking your focus off that front sight, gently press harder, ignore the BANG!, pull the trigger all the way back and keep sight on target even though the bullet is already long gone.
Technically, the hardest part is keeping your arm steady, if you're like me and have almost no muscles above your hips.
It's no surprise, then, that Mike Conti (the MIT PE pistol instructor) tells his classes that shooting is 90% mental and 10% technical.
Here are four life lessons from pistol class, typed up (ironically) while I skip pistol class to fly to Los Angeles (don't worry, Mike is cool with it) --
1. ReMOVE the magazine. RePLACE the magazine.
Each class, Mike verbally directs our warm-up routine:... read the post »
Nov 26 2013
2670 High School students
701 classes, 956 sessions**
1330 hours of classes
*mostly MIT undergraduates
**you can sign up to teach >= 1 sessions of any class
1330 hours of classes. For those of you who can't instantly divide numbers by 24 in your head, that's 55.4 days. That's nearly two (non-leap year) Februaries.
Anna's personal Splash stats:
573 High School students
1 or 2 teachers (I co-taught two classes)
5 classes, 8 sessions
10 hours of classes
Before I go on, I need to comment: this was the day of the Doctor Who 50th Anniversary Special release, and Splash was overrun by Doctor Who fans. I was wearing earrings that said "wibbly wobbly timey wimey" and my audiences were littered with sonic screwdrivers and Tardis t-shirts. I managed to slip in a reference during one of my classes, to thunderous applause.
My first class was at 10am on Saturday. I showed up at 9:40 (we're supposed to arrive half an hour before our first class -... read the post »
Nov 22 2013
From a combination of
- Being enrolled in a music class this semester
- Having musically-inclined friends (and a relative) at MIT
- Having the great fortune to be an MIT Arts Scholar
I attended four EXCELLENT concerts in the past week, for free.
Concert #1: Verdi's Stabat Mater and Te Deum, performed by the MIT Symphony Orchestra (MITSO) and the MIT Concert Choir
Thursday night, I destroyed both of my knees running three miles on a very inclined treadmill. I paid for my improper shoes / insufficient stretching by spending most of Friday with my legs propped up on a giant stuffed (toy) bear, balancing an ice pack and wincing. But I sucked it up and journeyed down the five flights of New House stairs because MITSO and Concert Choir were performing, and
Whenever I watch MIT students perform, I get very emotional (or maybe it was the knee pain). I think about how everyone on... read the post »