The Fourth of July has always been a weird holiday for me. I never really enjoyed summertime — the humidity makes me miserable, the heat tires me out, and the sun beating down on my skin feels excruciating. (You would think my Filipino heritage would make me think otherwise, but hey…)
Earlier this year, I scoured Boston University’s UROP lab listings for a lab to join for the summer. I must have sent dozens of emails to some of the most random and “out there” departments, desperate to secure a position before it was too late.