A Maple Peach in Cambridge

A Maple Peach in Cambridge Talking about myself is weird, but I’m sure all you out there that frequent the blogs would love to stalk learn about one of the new bloggers (: Hello everyone! I’m Kirsten, one of the four fabulous freshmen MIT bloggers (Alliteration! Woo! Sorry if that comes across as vain…). In a few seconds, we’re going to start a brief presentation on the life of Kirsten. Please sit back, relax, and enjoy the show. Let’s start from the beginning. I was born in the magnificent, but chilly, country of Canada. However, I’m essentially an American because I moved down to the States when I was 3 years old. I’ve lived in Georgia for practically my whole life, until this summer when I officially moved to live in a hotel (aka Maseeh). I, like many (but not all) at MIT, knew I wanted to go into math and science. Perhaps it had to do with the fact that my dad was an engineer and my mom was a biochemist. Perhaps it had to do with all that tinkering I used to do with Tinker Toys and K’nex. Perhaps it was DESTINY. Whatever the reason, I grew up as a creative “do-er.” I kept busy whether it was building a fort out of pillows, a rollercoaster, or room decorations. In high school, I didn’t slow down. To keep mentally sharp, I applied to a new charter school in Georgia. It was there that I, as part of the inaugural class, spent my time as a guinea pig. Over those four years, I took an incredible amount of math and science in four years without any upperclassmen to come to my aid. But that was the less interesting, academic-related side of my high school life. My more memorable moments from high school were from my time in Robotics and Science Olympiad. It was in those clubs that I built some really awesome balsa wo od bridges, towers, Rube-Goldberg devices, and of course robots. But when it finally was time to start applications, MIT wasn’t my first choice school. I had visited colleges the previous year and had my heart set on somewhere else. When I didn’t get into my first choice, I was pretty crushed. But I stopped pitying myself and started College Applications Round 2. Reflecting back on my college tours, I rekindled my feelings about MIT. How, when I walked onto campus I felt like I was at home (unlike that school down the road where I didn’t even bother applying to). Ultimately, I ended up applying to MIT during regular decision and made the cut! After making some hard choices, I decided that MIT was where I was going and enrolled. Although I’m not exactly sure what I’ll feel once I get situated at MIT, I do know I will learn here. About the culture, about classes, about life. I hope my blogs are helpful to those of you in high school who want a taste of MIT culture from home and to those of you who will be freshmen next year. Either way, I can’t wait to get started!