The Framing of the Should: Learning to Say No

The last few weeks have been some of those weeks. You know. The weeks when you pay 25 bucks for an Uber ride just under two miles because you really have somewhere to be. When you scrape your knees and tear one of your favorite pairs of pants falling on the road as you’re crossing it. Assignments cause your sleep cycle to move out of whack. Phone calls about group projects extend until 1 a.m. and start up again at 8 a.m.

Those weeks.

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Whatever: How My Social Style Streamlined My Adult Life.

I like taking the odd personality test at times. MBTI, Big Five, Buzzfeed quizzes.

(For anyone curious, it’s ENFJ, 76th percentile in open-mindedness and apparently, of all the Disney princesses, I’m Ariel.)

The tests seem mostly accurate, but the results always switch around on the extroversion/introversion ratio. I seem to have no leanings either one way or the other, socially speaking. In other words, I’m either an Extroverted Introvert or an Introverted Extrovert.

My extroverted side has rarely needed much taking care of. I’ve always been very lucky in life to have a great group of family, friends, colleagues and roommates I can call upon for a fun night out. My introverted side, however, sometimes needs a little more cherishing, especially in a world of open office spaces, group projects and everyone telling you about the ‘importance of networking.’ 

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Learning How to Play: Imposter Syndrome, Privilege and Self-Care.

I feel like the universe has been sending me signs that it’s finally time to write this post. 

Or you know, I finally really want to write this post and I’m interpreting everything as a sign. Potato, Po-tah-to.

It’s a running joke in my family that I am the more expensive child. 

For those of you who know me in real life and read this blog, you probably know that I have an older brother. But for everyone else out there, I have an older brother and he is almost eleven years older than me.

Inflation being what it is, I was obviously the more expensive child. But aside from that, soon after I was born, my family began moving around. Four people were often in four entirely different locations and somehow, I always managed to live in the most expensive one. 

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Thinking on Social Media: Good Habits and Bad.

Instagram recently put out an announcement that it will be hiding the number of likes posts get. In Instagram CEO Adam Mosseri’s words, the company wants “people to worry a little bit less about how many likes they’re getting on Instagram and spend a bit more time connecting with the people that they care about.” Amidst stories of cyberbullying, excessive competition and unhealthy comparisons, social media platforms are trying to be more conscious of the effects they have on their users. This includes Instagram allowing you to set a timer on the amount of time you spent on the app, Twitter regulating its content and Facebook trying to curb the spread of fake news.

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Musings on Auld Lang Syne: Being Brave

I’ve been meaning to write this post for a long time now, but sometimes only being pushed  down makes you go back to what you love to do. After what felt like an interminable week, I felt the need to write this post as soon as I got a moment to breathe (post a nap of course. Naps are true love). 

This isn’t something I share, mostly because it has literally nothing to do with anything, but my name, Simran, means ‘remembering God.’ My younger self found this almost hilarious, considering I stayed as far away from religion, rituals and praying as I could. As I grew older, however, I found myself turning to remembrance more and more. Not remembering God, precisely, but remembering good times, family, friends, old family histories and drawing strength and lessons from them. And more and more, I found that the qualities I valued most from these memories were bravery and gumption. And for a Ravenclaw/Slytherin, that’s a pretty big change of heart.

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The Internship Diaries, Part Two: Imposter Syndrome

I began my internship barely a week after graduating college. From the top of the undergraduate food chain to the bottom of the employee ladder was a sudden change to make, especially when I found that my first day began with the new full-time employees, most of them with work experience in big-name companies, others with shiny new MBAs. While the company did hire interns, I barely met any in my time there, and the ones I did meet were all in the middle of their MBAs too.

So of course, some thoughts crept in from time-to-time. Thoughts saying that I didn’t deserve to be there or that there was little I could add to this pool of clever, talented, experienced people. I knew they were a little ridiculous, but also these thoughts weren’t exactly new to me. Because I’d been thinking them my whole life.

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