I Got One Less P(CR)roblem Without You.

I’ve seemed to have found myself in the library with 38 minutes until my next class, 32% battery on my laptop, 3,000 other things I should be doing right now, and 1 important thing I want to share. 

If you’ve talked to me at all during the past semester I have undeniably brought up something called my PCR (Personal Creative Reflection). Aka- my super long paper/project for my How Innovators Think scholars course. Verdict- It was horrible. Reality- I am officially finished with it. 

Let me explain a little more about this experience. So, everyday for the past 5 weeks I’ve put in time into creating a culmination of everything I’ve learned in the past semester in my scholars program. This includes trips, guest speakers, class lectures, and outside of class experiences. And there has been a lot. And if you’re wondering, this is an assignment, not just something I decided to do because I’m fun and quirky and love innovation. 

While literally the bane of my existance, my PCR has taught me a lot about time management and creativity. Starting super duper early wasn’t really my idea, but a friend encouraged me by casually working on it every econ lecture until I stressed myself out and got down to business. This PCR owns many of my first semester Saturday nights and late night mental breakdowns. God bless tissues and coffee. 

There’s no other way I want to share the worst thing about this semester than through a blog about it. PCR, you will not be missed, I will probably never look at you again, and I really hope you don’t have any typos.

So, if you’re really bored or trying to procrastinate or just reeeeeaaaallllyyy love to read what I write, check it out. I’m going to assume the only people that will really read it are my professor and my Grandpa. And maybe, if I’m lucky, someone will plagarize from it next year and it can do some good for the world.

Until then, see you later PCR. You’re so not my problem anymore.


Stuck in my head: The Wire // HAIM
Snap it: DC Holiday Market outside National Portrait Gallery

I’ve linked it multiple times in this post so I don’t want to hear any “I couldn’t find it!” bullshit. But honestly, it’s so boring I don’t blame you if you don’t want to read it. 

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