Showing posts with label high school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label high school. Show all posts

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Haha! Look at this!

As J mentioned, Little Sister graduated from high school last month.  This particular all-girls, Catholic high school has a tradition of the entire class wearing a long, white dress for graduation.  The same white dress.  Every girl in the class wears the same white dress.  Yes, it's like a group virgin sacrifice.  Some night in December all the girls and their mothers assemble for dress selection.  Ahead of time the class officers will have selected a dozen or so candidate dresses and they model them and narrow it down to one dress.

While I was home, I dug out my dress and tried it on for laughs.  And what do you know, it fits!  Ok, it doesn't actually fit, it's a little too big!  Woohoo!  That iPad app has worked out pretty well. :)


See!  Little Sister even pinned it tighter so it wouldn't look as ridiculous from the front!

Friday, June 22, 2012

Graduation Cake

I made this "cake" for Little Sister's graduation.  She played softball all through high school too, and when I sent her a list of cake options, including some far more complicated and decadent cakes, this is what she picked.  Go figure.  Miss Sophistication.


Sorry for the less than awesome photo quality.  I only had my iPad on that trip and not my camera.

At graduation Little Sister got the biggest award they give.  It's an award that faculty nominate students for and then vote on to select the recipient.  It's more or less an award for being the most awesome all-around person.  And Little Sister won it.  Not only that, she's won herself a pretty sweet full tuition scholarship to a pretty damn awesome school in Boston.  I guess I'm not the only person who thinks she's awesome!  So proud!

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

She's done it again.

I'm thinking maybe I should make this a weekly feature. We'll see.

Me: My knee is all oozy again. :(

Little Sister: Why?

Me: I slid at softball last night.

Little Sister. Wow. You're dumb. Do you like the burn victim look?

I'm not sure why I seem to break skin every time I slide now - I never scraped myself like I have in grad school all the years I played softball growing up. And for the record, I was wearing long pants and knee-high socks this time. At least it's just my knee and not my whole shin.

P.S. They went ahead last night and called a snow day for today. Which is awesome (for her) because you don't have to rush to finish homework or get up early only to find out school's canceled. I really wish they did that while I still went to a school that had snow days. Anyways, the point of this tangent is that apparently they'll get extra credit in religion for making a snowman of a religious figure. All-girls, Catholic high schools are wonderfully weird.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

I'm a dime.

I haven't talked about my sister here in a while, so you might be wondering what she's been up to. She's mostly been freaking out about school. Here's our latest conversation (via facebook chat, of course):

Me: hi

Little Sister: hey

Me: how're you?

Little Sister: mehh
i suck at french
legit

Me: anything I can help with?

Little Sister: nope
unless you can make me remember
french
in general

Me: nope, sorry

Little Sister: soo many verb tenses
regular future conditional imparfait subjonctif condition plast plus que parfairt or w/e
TOOO MUCH
my brain is exploding
i just embarrassed myself for a solid hour with her [Duf, the same French teacher I had for 4 years] after school

Me: i'm sorry

Little Sister: yeah well
whatever
she still loves me
ish
i was like i feel bad you have to put up with me
and she was like i don't mind you
you actually try
which i'm glad she still thinks [this is key in school...]

Me: hahahahaha
i'm kinda amused that your teachers find you so lovable

Little Sister: whaaat
you don't think i'm lovable?
why wouldn't my teachers love me

Me: sure i do, but i'm your sister

Little Sister: i'm a dime

Me: you're a dime? what's that supposed to mean? [Here's where I realize (again) that I'm old, when my labmate has to explain to me that "dime" is some new slang term from some hip hop song.]

Little Sister: i'm a 10
in every aspect
i'm just awesome [Never lacking in self-esteem, this one...]

Me: oh. i thought maybe you meant to say you're a gem

Little Sister: whatever i said i meant
i do everything with intent

Me: even if it didn't make sense?

Little Sister: umm yes
because it obviously did make sense
you know...innovation...that's why my teachers love me
or they just pity me
like my current f in pre-calc

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Hm. What next? Part III

So a while ago, I explained why I'm quite sure I don't want to be an academic, and then I wrote a bit (ok, a lot) about what I think I want from a job. While I have only minimally narrowed down my options, I'm feeling somewhat less overwhelmed at the thought of deciding what to do next, and even have a plausible "front runner." As I'm sure that you really love reading my stream-of-consciousness wandering thoughts, here are some thoughts on various still-in-the-running options.

"Industry" seems to be the most obvious alternative to "academia," however that's still an incredibly broad and vague descriptor. The subcategories that I can see in this (at the moment) include:
  • large "manufacturing" companies (stuff like Proctor & Gamble or General Mills)
  • large pharmaceutical companies (Merck, Pfizer, etc) or "small" pharmaceutical companies
  • chemical and/or chemical equipment companies (Sigma-Aldrich or Fisher Scientific for example)
  • bio-tech
I'm sure there are pros and cons to all of these types of companies, and I have to admit I don't have many specific thoughts as to whether or not I'd like working for them. Lunch with VeryBC was really quite helpful in getting an idea of what kind of career path and projects I might expect. It didn't leave me super gung-ho to work for that sort of company, but it certainly didn't dissuade me from it. One upside of working for a really huge company could be job stability - if your project gets cut for whatever reason, assuming you don't suck at your job of course, there is much higher likelihood of being able to keep your "job" by transitioning to another team or project. Another bonus in my mind is a large company is more likely to have many locations world-wide...in other words travel opportunities.

Working for a pharmaceutical company (especially a huge one) seems like the epitome of "working for the man" as far as chemistry jobs go, and I'm not really sure why that is. It's not any more profit- or product-driven than almost any other company. One such company sent a recruiter in about a week ago, but unfortunately the "informal Q&A" session he held wasn't very helpful. They only currently have one PhD opening, and he spent most of the time talking about that one specific position (only 2 people out of about 12 were close enough to graduating to apply) and flipping through the corporate slides he had. A pharmaceutical company sounds like a fine option, I have nothing against it. I just don't know much about it and the visiting recruiter didn't give a whole lot of insight into what the pharmaceutical industry is like.

Working for a chemical company frankly sounds rather boring. But to be fair, I have no idea what (if anything) they do besides synthesize/isolate/purify/characterize compounds.

Bio-tech could be very exciting in terms of the most cutting edge developments in Science, but it seems like it could also be quite risky. An awful lot of small bio-tech companies seem to come and go more often than I change the sheets on my bed. At the moment "settling down" somewhere (i.e. moving somewhere with the intention of staying there indefinitely) is really weird and not particularly appealing, I assume that someday that will be a desirable thing, and that I will want/need a stable job to allow that.

Any of those job options could allow me to continue in mass spectrometry, with bio-tech probably being the least likely to specifically want a mass spectrometrist (unless we're talking about a mass spec-based technology). I'd probably have travel opportunities in any of these sorts of companies, least so probably in chemical industry. I think in any of these it would come down to what project(s) I were actually working on, and the people. Big manufacturing or pharma are the most appealing of the "industry" options. The recruiters that have come from VeryBC and the pharmaceutical company have made annual trips here for several years now (a perk of being in a highly-ranked chemistry program, especially in analytical). I'm hoping more people from different companies and different types of companies will come visit to help me get a better idea of what I want...

As a mass spectrometrist, a somewhat related option would be to work for an instrument company. I honestly think anything except the R&D aspect of this would get boring pretty quickly, so let's go ahead and ignore/eliminate the sales and demo lab type positions. Even something like a field engineer position would probably be boring pretty quickly as most of your users will be of the "black box" variety - i.e. use the instrument exactly as intended, never take the covers off, don't actually know how it works... If I could spend my time helping research/instrumentation labs (like mine), now that would be different. Probably much more interesting. Instrument or application development could be fun. My advisor thinks I'd enjoy working for the company that makes the instruments I currently use for a few years and then be bored. Who knows. I've made lots of good contacts in various divisions and geographic locations with that company to keep that option on the table.

A sort of middle-of-the-road option between industry and academia would be to work in a national lab. I don't know a whole lot about this, although I have a bit of a better feel after talking pretty extensively to one of my former labmates (and current national lab employee). Depending on the lab and the division, it seems like this could be almost like academia minus the teaching and university-related B.S. My labmate's particular position doesn't sound like this, but rather closer to industry (less research- and more figure-this-out-for-us-based). So it seems like there's some variety. I don't think I really want to do pure research anymore (not that what I do now is terribly "pure" science), but this would be a good option should I change my mind. It seems like it could be a somewhat more "industry"-like job in a more "academic"-like setting. One thing that surprised me about this option is that the pay seems to actually be pretty good.

A slightly different option is working for a government agency, like the FDA or EPA. This would likely be less research- and more quality control/problem solving-based. The pay generally isn't as good as private industry or national labs, but the job security and benefits are supposedly excellent.

Another government, but totally unrelated job is one I heard of from one of my committee members via one of my classmates. Apparently all (?) congressmen and senators have "science advisors" - PhD-level scientists whose job it is to be up to speed on relevant science/policy issues in order to advise (duh) politicians how to vote. This is something that I think could be really fascinating to do for a couple of years. Politics have become more interesting (and aggravating) as I pay more attention to what's actually going on. It could be a blast to live in DC for a couple of years and learn about all sorts of different Science. I could also see becoming really disenchanted, but that's why I think I'd only do something like this short-term.

During a recent "what do you want to do with yourself" conversation with my advisor, she asked me (with the faintest hint of exasperation), "What do you have against teaching??!" Nothing actually! I really, really enjoyed TAing in undergrad. There's something incredibly awesome about the moment you see a concept click for somebody. I swear, you can see it in the student's face, and it's just so cool to witness that and know that you had some (small) part in making that happen. The thing is, I don't want to teach, and run a research program, and do all the miscellaneous other B.S. that comes with being a professor at a research university. I'd really rather teach or do research. NOT both. There are lecturer (or adjunct, depending on the university's current needs) positions, but the pay and job security are mediocre at best as they are non-tenure track positions. A teaching position at a community college would be more stable, but they seem to pay absolute crap. It would be one thing if I had a family and wanted something fairly "low" time-commitment for that reason, but that's certainly not my situation. With a PhD I'd be "over-qualified" to teach at all but the most elite of high schools. Teaching at a small and/or teaching-focused college would be a possibility. However if that's what I want to do I'd need to realize/decide that soonish, and take appropriate steps to actually be qualified to do that - i.e. ask for a teaching assignment (I haven't TA'd at all in grad school as I've been on fellowship the entire time) and possibly take a teaching "post-doc." A variation on this that could really be quite fun would to be a lab coordinator (preferably for upper division labs that use more instrumentation). Many large universities will have lab coordinators for gen chem, organic, and "upper division" (usually analytical and physical chemistry) labs, who oversee and train TAs, manage/maintain/troubleshoot instrumentation, and do a bit of more "traditional" teaching. (I've also considered the possibility of teaching high school full or part time after a career in industry. One of my favorite teachers in high school retired after 30+ years as an engineer, decided retirement was boring, and came to teach math and science at my small, all-girls, Catholic high school. Needless to say he had NO idea what he was getting himself into, but we had fun with him and he was a good teacher.)

One last job option that I'll only mention briefly because I'm pretty sure I don't want to do it (even if it does sound interesting) is to work for a scientific journal. Not as an editor - all the editors (that I know of anyways) are big name professors in their own right, separate from/prior to being an editor. My advisor was recently visited by a PhD chemist who works for an analytical journal essentially as a scout and blogger. She attends conferences, reads, and travels in search of cool science for the journal to feature in print and/or in her blog (through the journal, not a personal science blog). I really don't think I enjoy writing nearly enough to do something like this, but it's a neat, off-the-beaten-track option, and I'm sure there are others like this that I wish I knew existed.

I've rambled long enough. I'll write another post later about post-doc-ing and what I think my currently most-appealing career/job option is.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

9-11

I was just starting my junior year of high school on September 11, 2001. While I don't remember what class I was in when the towers were struck, or when they collapsed, I do remember that I was in American History when we found out. It was still morning, but after both towers had collapsed.

I can't quite explain why, but somehow it strikes me as funny (not ha-ha funny certainly) that I was in American History when I found out about 9-11. I also remember thinking it was really strange that by the end of the school year, the events of 9-11 had already been included in the latest edition of history books that my teacher was sampling for the following year.

9-11 was the second "world event" or terrible tragedy to actually strike home for me (the first was the shootings at Columbine when I was in 8th grade - I remember watching the news coverage thinking holy cow, that was in a high school, I'm going to high school in a few months). The planes the struck the towers originated in Boston, only half a hour from where I grew up, the airport I did and still regularly use. One of the pilots was from the town my parents moved to last summer. I was lucky enough not to know anybody who died, but I knew lots of people who did, making it eerily "real".

Please pray for all of the families affected by 9-11, especially the children who lost parents. Please pray for all of the troops overseas, and that some day sooner rather than later, there may be peace in the Middle East and understanding and tolerance between Christians and Muslims world wide.

Monday, August 16, 2010

Happy birthday!

Today is my little sister's 16th birthday.

As the youngest of four, Sarah was "tortured" quite a bit as a baby/toddler. We thought it was hilarious to take her pacifier out of her mouth while she slept and watch her suck her tongue instead. And when she was just learning to talk, we trained her such that when we said, "Sarah, are you smart?" she'd reply, "No, I stupid!" with the biggest grin on her face. (She's not dumb. Gullible? Absolutely. Still is. But not dumb. At all. Never has been.) We didn't always torture her - we all had lots of fun playing with her in the snow. When she was about 2, we'd bundle her all up (which pretty much meant she could barely waddle), and then take her and toss her into the giant snow drifts in the yard. This may sound torturous, but I promise we always fished her out and she thoroughly enjoyed it.

When Sarah was little, like below, she thought I was super cool. Everything I did, and especially all my stuff, was really, really cool. I'm not gonna lie, the rock star-like admiration phase was fun.


When I moved away for college just after her 9th birthday, in the interest of familial peace, she moved into my room so that one of our brothers could move out of their shared room and into hers. This is when I became uncool: the summer of 2003. All summer I'd come upstairs to find her and one or more of her friends standing in the doorway to my room, making plans for when I moved out. They'd never go in, just hang out in the doorway and scheme. My freshman year when I came home for Thanksgiving, she had to share my old bed with me. I think it was about a day before she asked when I was going back to St Louis. At Christmas I got upgraded to a spare twin-size mattress on the floor of what used to be my bedroom while my sister slept in the full-size bed. This time I think it was about 3 days before she asked when I was leaving. Clearly I was cramping her style. The summer after my freshman year - the last time I lived at home - I also slept on the spare mattress on the floor, and she was forced to resign herself to my presence.

Her 10th birthday was that summer, and when I did cool things, like make her a (ridiculous) "tiered" birthday cake (at her request!) and facilitate whatever (somewhat bizarre) decorations she wanted, I was apparently ok.

(These were the early days of my dominating cupcake skills! While this particular decorating job was not my doing, my cake decorating tastes leaned more towards the utterly ridiculous in high school.)

Sometime around late middle school was when I became tolerably cool again. Before she got her own cell phone, every time I talked to Dad on the phone, she'd interrupt and either ask him to talk to me or ask him to ask me whatever question she had. I tried to convince her that she could call me whenever she wanted; my cell phone number was posted next to the phone in the kitchen. But it wasn't until she got her own cell phone that she ever actually called me herself. Her first year or so of high school she'd call all the time, asking if I remembered this or that (I went to the same high school she goes to).

Now I think she mostly finds me annoying (possibly because I call her all the time purely for my own entertainment), but she's become one of the funniest, coolest people I know. At the risk of sounding mushy, I'd like to be like her when I grow up. I know I've posted my favorite picture of her before, but because it's her 16th birthday, I'll be nice and post a flattering recent picture of her.


Happy 16th birthday little sister!! I love you!

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

The Opportunist

So apparently this blog is going to be more about hilarious stuff my sister says than being a grad student. Although I suppose it's not entirely off topic seeing as a fair amount of the ridiculous stuff she says is in response to some grad-school-related situation (you should have heard her when she realized I had an office).

At this point I'm pretty stressed about the talk I'm giving at this conference next week (6 days til the talk is over! 9 days til I can sleep again!), so I'm explaining to my sister just why I'm wigging out about this. After I go on this big tirade, her response (my thoughts):


Scary. (Uh huh.)

Very scary. (Yep, about right.)

I will pray for you... (Cool, thanks.)

in French class. (YES.)


This isn't the first time she's offered to pray for me in French class. While I do believe she genuinely feels bad about me being stressed, and will pray about it, there's most definitely an ulterior motive to praying for me in French class. I had the same French teacher (Duf) for all four years when I was in high school. It was a small school, a lot of the same teachers are still there, so sometimes when I'm home I stop in to visit. For some reason Sarah says that whenever she mentions me in French class, Duf goes off on a tangent for a good 5+ minutes. And there ladies and gentlemen is her motivation to pray for me in French class. She does it every opportunity she gets. When I go on big trips she even double dips and prays for me in religion class, because apparently her religion teacher really really loves Ireland (I'll agree, it's a lovely place) and the mention of anybody traveling sets her off on a 5+ minute tangent about Ireland. She's such as little opportunist.