Two weeks of class have already flown by. Problem sets are perpetual, clubs and UROPs are underway, and the realization that I have officially begun working towards my degree has settled in. This semester, I took 54
Here's the thing about me: I'm naturally an introvert. Talking to people In Real Life has always kind of freaked me out to some (albeit small, and rapidly decreasing) degree, and my composure will vary drastically