A brief history about who I am first… I don’t come from a technological background. My mom works in HR and my dad is an occupational therapist. Computers and gadgets weren’t a commonplace item in my house growing up. We still had a computer growing up and I fondly remember the dial up days, but it was never introduced to me as something more than a machine that’ll run Backyard Baseball. If it worked it was ok in my book. I spent most of my days drawing as a kid. Reading wasn’t up my alley, so you can imagine when the summer came around and I had to do summer reading I only had feelings of excitement. I was passionate about art and wanted to be an artist one day (circa 2000).

Fast forward to 2014 and I’m currently sitting in a lab on the Princeton campus writing this blog post. Now people who know me might think “Princeton? Since when did you want to go for your Masters or PhD?” and people who know me well might be thinking “Princeton? There’s no way you got in there. What’re you doing there?” So to the people who know me well and asked yourself the latter question, bravo. I wasn’t much of a student. I’d study for tests at the last minute, I’d purposefully skip homework assignments and I was on my computer all of the time. I must’ve been slacking off. Now, what was I actually doing? Well, I was working on projects. I was creating my website or working on a web app. I was wondering why this stupid app would crash or just wouldn’t compile. Like, what the hell is a SIGABRT and why do you show me a bunch of assembly code? It doesn’t help! All those times I did poorly on a test or didn’t pass my homework in were probably a result of countless frustrations and desires to throw my computer out a window. Then I’d realize I’d have a test the next day (or in an hour) and cram half the text book into my head that was only thinking, “Why the hell am I getting a 400 error!”. I wasn’t made for school and I wholeheartedly accept that fact. Princeton is just where I happen to be when writing this post.