Nurse recommendation letter sample

Any advice would be much appreciated🙏🙏. I'm applying to study physics at both UK and US unis and I'm not sure whether I should ask my physics or my chemistry teacher for my recommendation letter - I'm closer to my chemistry teacher and I think she knows me better as I've participated in lots of chemistry competitions/events this year so I was able to spend more time with her but since I'm going into physics and my physics teacher is also my EE supervisor would it be better to ask him? I still have a good relationship with him I just prefer my chemistry teacher... My spanish teacher is writing my other recommendation if that affects anything

Hi all, wondering if anyone can advise on my situation below.
I am working towards permanent home working and have an OH coming up, I already had one a while ago however I felt the clinician was rushing, wanted the meeting to be over with before it even started. I had to stop them and ask them to let me speak as they would cut me off or just not let me answer- like she had an agenda of "why aren't you in the office". She had not asked questions about my glue ear much, her report stated since my operation I am doing much better (which isn't the truth), they also stated I would not be covered under the equality act 2010, though my union and I found I would be.
To let you know about my health briefly, I was classed as vulnerable and was asked to go home at the start of Covid and work from there. Kept myself pretty isolated with my family, I got Covid in July 2021 and had lingering affects until October 2021 where I was being coerced to get back into the office. I travelled to work with public transport, got ill with a chest infection and the offices were closed due to lockdown by the end of October 2021 again.
Cut a long story short, the chest infection led me getting glue ear, multiple GP appointments/ remedies and antibiotics later I was sent to an ENT specialist where I was found to have glue ear. It had been more than 6 months and was told an operation was needed to resolve the issue in part at least. My first OH before the operation said I should remain home until my operation. I didn't have my operation until November 2023.
I would like to note that before my ENT diagnosis I did try to attend the office a couple of times however I didn't feel well walking to the office, on the train and also while sitting in the office. It's not a case that I did not try.
Now, May 2024, I still have glue ear issues. Fluid still leaks out (sorry for the graphics), this fluid causes an imbalance when walking, sporadic dizziness, I have spatial awareness issues and a loss of hearing. I find it difficult to communicate as I can't drown out ambient sounds and this is a bigger issue in larger rooms with more people in.
I have been working more than effectively from home for the past 4+ years however work would like me in. I have put in an application for WFH, I have a l exemption certification from a private GP after they reviewed my records and they recommended home working. I had to decline my 2nd OH due the reasons mentioned earlier, a little nervous that the upcoming OH will be less fruitful and my condition will not be reviewed properly. I see I would be covered under the disability act but what happens if OH don't see much of an issue even though I have a GP letter.
What should I be on the lookout for?
Any advise would be appreciated, apologies for the long story

As you may know, the "The mysterious cities of gold" (or "Esteban, the child of the sun") was a French/Japanese series which aired when Oda was little and has many uncanny similarities with One Piece:

• Many adventurers set sail to find the lost city of gold (El Dorado) in the New World
• Ancient highly advanced lost civilization which mastered solar power / nuclear fusion (Ancient Kingdom & nuclear fusion / solar energy)
• An ancient language that only the last girl of an exterminated tribe can read (Robin)
• The protagonist (Esteban) being the prophesied child of the sun (Luffy / sun god Nika)
• Etc etc

Check out for example this video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eBrKuS_-XiY for more information.
I'm interested in the ending, since it might give some clues on the ending of One Piece. As such, I watched the last three episodes ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cjDdSWF3fIs , https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e11P3j_uwWQ , https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wUPVJZpTHAo ). In these episodes, the heroes arrive at the lost city of gold (i.e. Raftel), discover the history of the ancient war (void century), and fight over the great treasure, which is an immense source of energy (similar to the Mother Flame, nuclear fusion, solar energy). Here's a summary of all episodes: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_The_Mysterious_Cities_of_Gold_episodes , if you want a bit of context.
Obviously, Oda has taken inspiration from many series / legends / historical facts, and so most definitely won't copy this specific series to the letter. However, this series is a special case, so I wanted to try guessing parts of the ending of One Piece based on it.
Inspired by the last 3 episodes of "The mysterious cities of gold", here are some theories on the ending of One Piece:

• The weapon that shot the mother flame isn't Uranus, but instead something similar to this ugly-looking flying machine, belonging to the Olmecs (evil space aliens, or Tenryuubito / Imu):

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• Raftel is hidden under Reverse Mountain. At one point, this rocky dome above Raftel will open in 4 quadrants. In the series, it's 6 quadrants, but Reverse Mountain being divided in 4 makes more sense.

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• 2 individuals (the 2 sovereigns) are needed to open Raftel: Robin (left; maybe to read the poneglyphs?) and Luffy (right).

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• Luffy has the power of the sun, i.e. limitless power granting limitless freedom. The sun / Luffy's power is needed to turn on the ancient technology, as Esteban's power to summon the sun turns on the ancient city's defenses.

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• Raftel will be where the final battle happens, not Mariejois. It will be a free-for-all between the factions of Luffy, Shanks, Dragon, Blackbeard, and Imu (at minimum, I guess Cross Guild should also be there). The energy source in Raftel will be unleashed, leading to cataclysmic earth-shattering events, which will probably destroy the Red Line and thus Mariejois / Fishman Island with it.
• The great kingdom (Mu, with the Hevans) and a rival kingdom (Atlanta) both mastered nuclear fusion / solar power. They were extremely advanced, yet the cities and citizens are drawn in the aesthetics of old Aztec (Mu) and Greek (Atlanta) cities. They fought for a century until they essentially nuked each other, and both were submerged under the ocean.

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• The great kingdom had 7 allied countries, and they all had cities made entirely of gold, most of which are submerged. Examples: Shandora, Wano (the land of gold). When the water will recede, the sun will hit all of these cities, and they will all "turn on". This will lead to a new era of peace and prosperity, where citizens everywhere will be able to use the advanced technology for better lives.
• Imu is akin to the Olmecs, i.e. a space alien which seeks to greedily use the eternal flame for the longevity of their species, and consider all others to be trash. The Tenryuubito could also be from the same space alien race as Imu (astronaut suits), or they could instead be remnants of the Atlanteans (underwater, scuba bubble helmet), I can't decide.

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Even if all of these theories are false because Oda won't copy, I recommend watching the last 3 episodes. It was a big hit in Japan and France at the time, and really captures the adventurous feeling of One Piece. Each episode ends with a small segment on the real history which inspired the series, which is maybe the origin of Oda's love for real history and legends, and maybe even of his blending of fictional pirate-era sci-fi fantasy with real history and legends.
TL;DR: Raftel is hidden under Reverse Mountain and will be "opened up". Robin and Luffy are needed to open Raftel, Robin for reading poneglyphs, and Luffy's solar power to turn on the ancient technology. Raftel will be where the final battle happens, a free-for-all between Luffy / Shanks / Dragon / BlackBeard / Imu / everyone. There were two rival kingdoms, the Ancient Kingdom and another (Atlanta) which mastered nuclear fusion / solar power, fought for a century and nuked each other, both being submerged under water. The Ancient Kingdom had 7 allied countries, all made of gold, and are all also submerged. When the water will recede, the sun will hit all of these cities, and they will all "turn on", and a new era of peace and prosperity will start.

Baby girl’s weight was fine up until 4 months — she was on her curve at around 35th percentile at her 4 month well child appointment. She dropped to 20th percentile by her 6 month appointment, but the pediatrician wasn’t particularly worried since she might have still been finding her curve.
But she’s 9 months old now. We went in to the doctor last week for an ear infection, and she’s dropped to the 8th percentile. She’s only gained 10oz or so over the past 3 months. We have her next well-child appointment on Thursday, and I’m just wondering what we should expect.
We currently breastfeed only, mostly nursing but she will take 6-8oz at daycare during the week. I have an oversupply and have to pump, so I don’t think it’s a supply issue. We feed on demand. We started solids at 5 months but have not had a lot of success. She hates being spoon fed, so we offer her a lot of finger food, but a lot of the time she isn’t interested or if she does try putting something in her mouth, she doesn’t swallow it, just spits it back out. I do try to spoon feed her at the end of the meal, but a lot of the time she refuses that all together, and if she’s willing to take anything it is usually only a tablespoon or two.
She seems generally happy, more or less healthy (lots of daycare colds but almost never has a fever etc), doesn’t spit up, isn’t lethargic, and is meeting milestones, so I’m not sure if it’s even that concerning?
Is it likely that the doctor will recommend us to fortify her daycare bottles at this age? Or refer us to occupational therapy? I’m guessing we’ll need to start iron drops, since she’s not getting much in the way of solids.
Would appreciate hearing your experiences!

In the beginning he had every right to join in, there was literally a fight happening and members of his house were involved, of course he’d join in to help, besides, Benvolio is a complete hypocrite, being drawn but talking of peace, which Tybalt rightfully calls him out on, this shows that Tybalt has integrity, a moral compass, and that he’s smart and unafraid to speak up for his house and question others
Imagine that, shortly after there was a big fight between people in your friend group and another friend group, people in said other friend group, whom you hate, show up at YOUR party. I dunno about you guys but I’d be pretty saucy too.
Tybalt is often presented as just being really extreme and angry 24/7, we seem to forget that rather than just going up to scarp Romeo immediately, he actually had the decency to send a letter which Romeo did not reply to, perhaps if Romeo had explained a few things and calmly replied in the form of a letter the beef between them could’ve been quashed
Tybalt didn’t really want to kill Mercutio, Mercutio was literally just in his way, Tybalt literally expressed that he had no beef with Mercutio. Mercutio was just being really annoying (as per usual)
If I were Tybalt, i think i would’ve found Romeos explanation of “I wittereally love you🥺👉👈” as confusing, inexplicable, pathetic, and him trying to get out of the fight- I would’ve still been angry and duelled him regardless. Besides- at this point Romeo could’ve explained- what would’ve Tybalt even done. He doesn’t seem to get on with Juliet’s father, so he probably wouldn’t have told him.
Furthermore, if Tybalt did kill Romeo, he would be doing everyone like, a massive favour, Romeo is such a weirdo- 17 marrying a 13 year old after knowing each other for a few hours?🤨🤨🤨🤨
Tybalt is only portraying himself as agressive- he isn’t actually as bad as the play makes him out to be, he is likely putting on an act of agressiveness to prove himself as future capulet partriach. We can see this as nurse portrays him as more friendly and sympathetic, she even states that he was her ‘best friend’- this makes it clear that if you actually got to know Tybalt then he wouldn’t be that bad
He has no right to be seen as the anatagonist

I have a Technics SL1200 MK2 and I'm currently in the market for a new cartridge. Was looking for recommendations in the $200 or less range. I will primarily be using my turntable for casual listening, possibly some sampling in the future. I'm not really into scratching or DJing, so that isn't an issue, but I would like to get a nice sounding cartridge that won't break the bank. For reference, I listen to almost ALL kinds of music: rock/hip hop/funk/soul... a little bit of everything if that helps narrow it down.

Feel free to ask me any questions and I’ll do my best to keep this concise but I can be known to ramble and want to make sure I cover some things I haven’t seen talked about before.
Scheduling: Got new insurance in January. Discovered the insurance covers female sterilization at 100% so I went on the doctor list here, did some research, and picked out my doctor. Called mid January to book, had my consult end of February, surgery was May 15th (last Wednesday).
Consult: I was worried because I’ve heard so much about people getting rejected but the entire time my doctor assured me this was my decision to make and she just wanted to make sure I’d thought about every consequence. I was honest with her that while I was positive this is what I wanted I originally had planned to wait until I was in my 30s to make sure but due to the current political climate I felt I didn’t have the luxury of waiting. I was concerned if I didn’t get this done pre election I’d never be able to or I’d have to travel to get it done. She approved me and we had planned to do a Pap smear while I was there but their computer system crashed so we decided to combine it with the surgery and just do it while I was under.
Pre procedure: Pre-op stuff was super normal. Got a call with instructions around a week out. I can go into more details if anyone has questions but the big thing for me was I was told to not smoke 24 hrs prior and I’ve been trying to quit vaping so I decided to throw out my vape 24 hrs prior to the procedure. The lead up to the surgery was terrible and I regret quitting so close to it because it meant I could drink alcohol or caffeine to try and distract myself since those were also banned so close. But post surgery with me being high on oxy the first few days I completely made it through the worst part of quitting without any problems. I’m only a week clean but highly recommend using surgery to quit addictions it’s a great time to utilize your body being distracted by other stuff.
Surgery: everyone at the hospital was great and nobody tried to change my mind. My surgeon did say I could change my mind up until I was put under and that nobody would be mad. I assured her I was totally hyped and ready to go and that was that. I’ve never had a surgery before so I wasn’t sure how I’d react to anesthesia but I woke up before theyd even finished rolling me into post op. I heard the nurse rolling me in talking about her dog and just was instantly awake and asking her about her pupper. I think I scared her slightly because I was just immediately coherent and mostly just really annoyed because my throat hurt and my mouth was dry. She gave me water and asked if I wanted something for nausea. I didn’t feel any nausea but said yes just in case and I’m glad I did because shortly after she gave it to me I got super nauseous. It kicked in pretty quick and I didn’t throw up so a win. When I first woke up my pain was around a 3 but was quickly ramping up so they gave me a 5mg oxycodone. It took a bit for it to kick in but once it did it completely wiped out my pain. I was able to get discharged within an hour of waking up because I immediately was eating and drinking and was able to get up and walk on my own and go pee which checked all their boxes.
Recovery: I was given 8 oxycodone 5mg and then told to pick up Tylenol, ibuprofen, and stool softener. Alternate the Tylenol and ibuprofen so I’m taking something every 3 hrs and then oxy as needed. I mostly used the oxy to sleep as every muscle in my body felt like I’d run a marathon starting day 2. My back was extremely sore and my skin was tender EVERYWHERE. Also thanks to doing the Pap smear while I was under my vag was sore as fuck too. I must’ve bit my lip while I was under because my lip was all swollen and the absolute worse pain I was feeling was how sore my throat was from the breathing tube. My throat is still sore, back still hurts, muscles are still tender as fuck, but I’m fully off oxy and overall feel fine. I haven’t had a good bowel movement yet so hoping for that soon but I’ll be going back to work tomorrow and overall this surgery recovery hasn’t been any worse than being sick from the flu or something.
Also make sure you have plenty of comfy loose dresses. You will want the comfiest of lounge wear during this recovery. I have my post op this Friday but I’m so happy to finally have this done. It’s a giant weight off my shoulder.

A repost of an earlier question, now with sample code.
The app I am working on fetches some files via http. The code works 100% fine on my development machine. But when I run on a clean windows 10 box, it fails with the following error:
Handshake error in client(OS Error: CERTIFICATE_VERIFY_FAILED: unable to get local issuer certificate ../../../fluttethird_party/boringssl/src/ssl/handshake.cc:393))
My app is complex, so I made this simple example to demonstrate the problem I am having. It uses the xterm package so you can visualize the error messages.
I have a workaround, which is to create an HttpOverrides subclass that "whitelists" a URL to stop the error. You can test the workaround by uncommenting the line
// HttpOverrides.global = MyHttpOverrides();
It works, but it's a bad workaround as my app should be able to access any arbitrary URL and yet still verify the certificate, not just ignore security checks.
The question is WHY does this code fail on a clean Windows 10 box and not on my dev machine (also Windows 10)? I'm building a Windows release mode app with flutter 3.22, and the latest package versions.

import 'dart:io'; import 'package:fluttematerial.dart'; import 'package:http/http.dart' as http; import 'package:xterm/core.dart'; import 'package:xterm/ui.dart'; Terminal terminal = Terminal(); class MyHttpOverrides extends HttpOverrides { @override HttpClient createHttpClient(SecurityContext? context) { return super.createHttpClient(context)..badCertificateCallback = (X509Certificate cert, String host, int port){ // Allowing only our Base API URL. List validHosts = ["pub.dev"]; final isValidHost = validHosts.contains(host); return isValidHost; // return true if you want to allow all host. (This isn't recommended.) // return true; }; } } Future fetchFile(String fileUrl) async { int failCount = 0; const int maxTries = 3; http.Response result; do { try { result = await http.get(Uri.parse(fileUrl)); // Retry on error, fail after maxTries attempts if (result.statusCode == 200) { terminal.write("Successfully got $fileUrl\r\n"); return result; } else { terminal.write("Download $fileUrl failed: ${result.statusCode} ... retrying\r\n"); failCount++; } } catch (err) { failCount++; terminal.write("Exception while fetching $fileUrl... retrying: ${err.toString()}\r\n"); } } while (failCount < maxTries); return null; } void main() { WidgetsFlutterBinding.ensureInitialized(); // Uncomment this line to 'fix' the problem // HttpOverrides.global = MyHttpOverrides(); fetchFile("https://pub.dev/static/hash-g6of4ff8/img/pub-dev-logo.svg"); runApp(const MyApp()); } class MyApp extends StatelessWidget { const MyApp({super.key}); @override Widget build(BuildContext context) { return MaterialApp( title: 'Flutter Demo', home: Scaffold( body: TerminalView(terminal), ) ); } } 

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I'm putting this out there to document my adventures with early menopause. I'm also hoping to hear from other women who have had a positive experience. I'm grateful to this community for providing many recommendations and personal experiences which have guided me in making informed choices for my health. Background: 41 y/o, no period for a full year. Probably was going through peri since my early 30's and just didn't know it. A lot of weird symptoms the past 5-10 years make sense now! I just went through the process of getting a menopause diagnosis from an online provider called Alpha. I decided to skip the run-around with my PCP and GYN since usually the goal of the online concierge medicine apps is to provide you with meds that you already know you want/need. I plan to see my regular providers in a couple of months (the soonest I can get in) and hopefully one of them will take over writing my Rx so that I don't need to pay a monthly fee to Alpha (for now only $30, which is reasonable, but I'm afraid there might be hidden fees, so we'll see. Overall, I would recommend them for now)
Because of my age the Alpha NP still had me get my hormones checked and have a transvaginal ultrasound. This confirmed my hormones have run dry (estradiol <12, progesterone 0.5). Thyroid was normal. She did have me test FSH and prolactin too, which were inconclusive and also asked me to take a home pregnancy test despite me telling her my husband had a vasectomy 20 years ago (I get it, people sneak around). The ultrasound experience was fine and nobody should be scared to get one (make sure they let you put the probe in yourself- I did not have to ask for this, my US tech was lovely and they even warm the gel)
I am glad the Alpha provider was thorough in order to rule out anything more serious. Turns out I had a fibroid, but otherwise normal and once in the clear was given options for HRT. At first she only offered patches or oral estradiol. I requested topical estradiol gel since I've read many complaints on here about patches and they sound annoying. She prescribed the lowest dose 0.25mg. Also got 100mg oral progesterone and vaginal estradiol 0.1mg for dryness.
It took about 2 weeks to actually get meds due to waiting to get the tests etc. But I wasnt in a huge rush- it's already been over a year after all. I have high hopes, but mainly just afraid of nasty side effects, as I got MHT for long-term health (bones, brain etc) and not so much for symptom management (I feel pretty great overall).
Honestly I already feel like a superhero - went through peri while simultaneously starting and finishing nursing school, raising 2 children, working full time, went through a divorce (and many years of drama prior to that), moved 3 times, remarried and finally feel very settled the past 4 years. I am a fighter and a survivor and I want these hormones to keep me strong and loving the life I have made for myself because I'm not ready to waste away yet!
A few things that I think have helped prior to getting meds: pilates, walking and resistance training; tracking macros (aiming for 100g protein daily), low saturated fat, low sugar, high fiber diet (I got my high cholesterol down to normal levels in 8 months once I made big changes), microdosing psilocybin (yes! This really made a huge difference in mood and general outlook- look into it. I don't use it often now but it saved me during a dark night of the soul), low caffeine- just one tea daily, sunlight, fresh air and the love of a partner who truly cares (healthy relationships are a big priority, cut out the toxic people). I will update in a few weeks/months. Praying for a positive experience!

I'll be visiting the area during the DC pen show. I can only attend one day so which day do seasoned regulars recommend? The first day? The last? This will be my first time attending a pen show so I want to make the most of it.
I currently enjoy vintage pens and sampling limited edition inks. I'm a sucker for accessories if I can't get them anywhere else. I'm pretty happy with my current collection so any additions will be because they truly stand out.
Folks, I'm really looking forward to it ❤️

Hi all, first time poster looking for some advice. I have had a pretty rough journey of breastfeeding my now 4 month old. Up until 8 weeks, he was getting more from expressed BM in a bottle than double the time nursing sessions which caused me substantial pain. At 8 weeks, we cut his tongue tie and the pain reduced but his feeding was still not as good as with a bottle. I’ve sort of accepted that I’ll do both and see the perks to pumping but want to keep nursing because it’s hard to care for him and find time to pump while doing so. My present issue is that for the last several days when I pump, regardless of time of day, my supply is reduced, I’m having fewer letdowns and my boobs still feel swollen and a bit lumpy after. I have worked with a LC on and off since he was born and feel confident about the settings on my pump (and have replaced parts recently) but I did try bumping up the level to see if that helped, it didn’t. I drink a ton of water, look at pics of my baby and try to relax (although anything related to feeding him sets off some level of anxiety when it’s not right). When I breastfeed him, I don’t notice the fullness or lumps after so I’m okay doing that for a couple days but it’s not sustainable for me long term. Pumping has always been my safe fallback when I’m not sure if he’s nursing well or if his weight gain is below the recommended amount so I’m a bit concerned and shaken up about this. Anyone have similar experiences? Did this just resolve on its own? Any advice other than hot showers, massage, baby pictures that might be helpful are much appreciated. I want to make it to 6 months of most BM supplementing with formula as needed but this whole “magical” experience feels more like a nightmare sometimes.

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Do we need letters of recommendation to apply? I’m interested however I don’t know who to ask for letters of rec?

Demographics

• Gender: Male
• Race/Ethnicity: Indian
• Residence: Massachusetts
• Income Bracket: Upper Middle Class
• Type of School: Mediocre Public school
• Hooks: Immigrant but US Citizen
• Intended Majors & Minors: Applied Math, AI, Entrepreneurship, Engineering & Computer Science

Academics

• GPA (UW/W): 4.0/4.6
• Rank (or percentile): 8/300
• Classes: 12 APs, 3 Dual-Enrolments
• Senior Year Course Load: 3 APs (Computer Science, Chemistry, Psychology) 3 Dual-Enrolments (MIT OCW Linear Algebra, MIT OCW Multivariable Calc, English), Teacher Assistant for Calculus and Teacher Assistant for AP Physics C

Standardized Testing

• SAT: 1570 (770RW, 800M)
• AP Exams: Calculus AB (5), Physics 1 (5), Statistics (5), World History (5), Physics C: Mechanics (5), Calculus BC (5), AP CSP (4), US History (4), Lang (3)
• AMC 12: 136.5 (Top 200)

Awards/Honors

• Coca-Cola Scholar (150 Selected from 100K+)
• Harvard Guest Speaker on AI & ChatGPT in Education (6K+ Listeners). The Harvard Gazette wrote an article on me.
• MIT Hackathon 3rd place winner 2x (AI Recipe Generator & AI Therapist)
• Presented at International Education & Social Justice Conference (Peer-reviewed) at University of Hawaii
• MIT LLCipher Summer Program (3% Acceptance Rate). Invited back as Guest Speaker the following year.
• Wrote Boston Globe Article on AI & ChatGPT in Education
• AMC 12 Distinction (2x) and AIME Qual (2x)
• President's Volunteer Service Gold Award
• AP Scholar with Distinction & AP Scholar with Honor
• Multiple other Math Competition, Model UN, and Marching Band Awards

Extracurriculars/Activities

• MIT Lincoln Laboratory Summer Intern: Advanced Research in AI & Networking (1% Acceptance Rate). Internship primarily for Grad and Undergrad students. Received a return offer for summer before college.
• Writer: 110+ articles on Medium with 200K+ reads. Published by the Boston Globe and other publications.
• Antarctic Research: Climate Research and Data Analysis at UW-Madison.
• MA State House Internship: Worked for State Rep. Wrote a policy brief on AI. Promoted to Campaign Manager in 2024.
• Math Team Coach & Captain: Coach students and top scorer. 4x Regional Champions (First time in history). 2x AIME qual and 2x AMC Distinction (AMC Score: 136.5).
• Students of Color Affinity Group President: Mentor students and lead professional development workshops; presented at International Education & Social Justice Conference at University of Hawaii.
• AP Physics C & Calculus Teacher Assistant: Help teach 70+ seniors at my school (ran out of classes hence TA lol).
• Model UN President: Perfect record and multiple awards at regional conferences.
• Karate Black Belt: 10+ years and help teach classes.
• Marching Band: 2nd in USBands Nationals (3x).
• Coding Instructor: Taught kids how to code in Python and JavaScript.
• Sales Head & Data Analyst at National STEM Honor Society: Promoted STEM education to underrepresented populations.
• JV Tennis: Doubles Player

Letters of Recommendation

• AP Calculus Teacher
• Math Department Head and Physics TeacheMath Team Coach
• MIT Lincoln Lab Research Mentor (MIT Alum)
• Diversity, Inclusion, and Equity Director of my school (Harvard Alum)
• Massachusetts State Representative

Essay Summaries

• Common App: During the pandemic, I found personal growth and a deeper understanding of myself and society through writing, which led me to explore artificial intelligence and its applications, culminating in an internship at MIT and advocacy work, and inspiring my entrepreneurial ambitions.
• Community Disruption: When the pandemic disrupted my activities, I leveraged online platforms to continue learning and leading, discovering new interests in AI and entrepreneurship, and demonstrating resilience by revitalizing my school’s clubs and engaging in new ventures, setting the stage for my future in innovation.
• Additional Information: Links to various articles and videos, and other activities and awards.
• Supplementals: Some were very reflective about my identity, activities, and goals in life. Others were light-hearted and quirky. They were very personalized to the school and emphasized how I fit in, what I would bring to the school, and how I would use the school as a catalyst for my entrepreneurial ventures.
• Additional Uploads: Uploaded my Resume, portfolio of Articles, and a summary of my Research at MIT Lincoln Lab.

Interviews

• Harvard (REA): Great Conversation and said Harvard would have to fight MIT for me. 9/10
• MIT: My Interviewer was very disinterested and didn't care. It was 15 minutes and he said if I don't get in then who would. 6/10
• Princeton: It was a great conversation and said he would fight for me. 8/10
• Yale: It was also a good conversation and she said she would fight for me. 8/10
• UPenn M&T: Guy kept asking technical questions and I was lost. But in the end, he said I did good and he would fight for me, even though interviews don’t matter too much. 7/10
• Dartmouth: Lady was super impressed and said if I don’t get in then she is quitting doing interviews for Dartmouth. 9/10

College Results
Accepted

• WPI (with Max Scholarship, Half off)
• UW-Madison
• Northeastern (with Max Scholarship, Half off)
• Georgia Tech for CS (Early Action)
• Cornell (Meinig Family Cornell National Scholar)
• Dartmouth
• Duke
• UPenn (Waitlisted M&T)
• Harvard (Waitlisted → Accepted)
• Princeton (Committed)

Waitlisted

• UMich (Early Action)
• Vanderbilt

Rejected

• USC (lol)
• Yale
• Stanford
• MIT (This one hurt)

Reflections:
I'm super grateful and happy with my decisions. I have committed to Princeton, and it definitely is the best fit for me. College results this year were very random, but I couldn’t be more thankful to get into the #1 undergraduate university. I was worried that since most of my application was MIT-related (Research, classes, Letters of Rec, Awards, Activities), other universities would think I was going there and reject me. College results were super random and stressful, but it worked out better than I could have ever imagined. It's funny how I got waitlisted and rejected from all my target schools (Vandy, UMich, USC) but then got into most of my reach schools.
Advice for Future Applicants:
Be authentic. There is no formula that gets you in. Sure, you have to do a couple of things like getting good grades and SAT scores and having some unique activities and awards, but especially for Top 10 schools, you just have to be unique and authentic. I didn't have any connections or background (like private school and college counselor) that provided me with opportunities. I was literally the first kid ever from my school to get into Princeton. I was authentic and hardworking, did stuff I enjoyed, and one thing led to another. I also spent a lot of time on essays and my application. 50% of the work is actually doing stuff, and the other 50% is showcasing it in your college application. Also, have balance in life. I had a lot of fun in high school and enjoyed the stuff I did. Live life with no regrets. Feel free to DM me.

I left my house near Red Rock at 4am and got to the speedway and in a pickup parking spot at 5:16am and home 10 mins before 7am. The thing that took the longest was waiting for them to come out and find me.
I highly recommend picking three letter isles near each other if you are getting picked up by somebody you know so at least they know what aisle you’re on if service is bad. I had no problem getting into the ones I needed and my kid finding me even though my texts weren’t working.
Also to the lady who laid on her horn, moved cones and crossed two parked wait lanes and a walking lane in your mini van I hope you get something for the anger issues. No reason to be so mad when we’re all stuck together and all trying to get out. And to her kid sorry about your mom

I met Luna on a train two years ago. I’d just escaped from a toxic relationship, so romance was the last thing on my mind, but then she sat across from me in the carriage and asked about the book I was reading. She had a copy in her bag and wanted to know if it was any good.
I'd never felt such an instant, effortless connection with anybody before. I took a chance and asked her to dinner, and by the time the waiters cleared away our desserts, I already felt comfortable being vulnerable around her. So we went on a second date. And a third. And next thing I knew, we were planning our second anniversary.
In all that time she never gave off any 'creeper' vibes. Until a few months ago, when I stayed the night over at her place...
She'd gotten up early to use the bathroom. I grabbed her laptop off the side desk so I could catch up on some work e-mails, and the incognito tab was just sitting there. My first thought was: either she's having an affair or she's got a secret fetish.
What I found instead was a Google account with a photo album called ‘Michael’s EX’. In it, there were 427 photos of my former girlfriend turned psycho stalker, Sadie. This included shots of ‘Sadie the stalker’ with her family, screenshots of her passport—the works. On Facebook, Sadie's latest post said Moving to the Philippines, and since then she’d become a social media church mouse, so how did Luna keep her under surveillance? And how did you even get PERSONAL ID from a person halfway across the globe?
Down the hall, I heard the bathroom door swing open. Quickly I closed the laptop and pretended to be asleep until Luna planted a kiss on my lips. “Wakey wakey Bugs.”
I faked a stretch. “Morning Lola."
(At school, the other kids christened me ‘Bugs’ because of my cartoonishly large front teeth; I called Luna ‘Lola’ because of her blonde bangs and heart-shaped face.)
“How about we grab a fry for breakfast?” Her smile didn’t seem genuine, more like she was wearing a mask.
“Crap. I forgot I’m doing overtime today, I’ve gotta get to work.” With that, I shot out of there faster than a bullet train to Tokyo.
Because I didn’t wanna believe the worst about someone I cared so deeply about, I didn’t contact the police (not that anybody could’ve guessed what Luna was up to) and made excuses whenever she asked to meet, delaying the decision whether to end our relationship.
At night, I couldn’t sleep. Every time a hedge rustled outside, I’d run to the window and pull back the curtain only to discover a black cat skulking around the garden. I put this down to my previous relationship leaving me with a mountain of unresolved PTSD.
Sadie the stalker also seemed normal until we moved in together. After that she started picking fights if she caught me talking to another woman, even just distant relatives or childhood friends. The screaming matches went from weekly to nightly, only ever ending when I conceded to her every wish and gave her full access to my phone and social media accounts. I literally needed to grab my clothes into a bag and run away one night, and then I started hearing noises outside my new apartment. And although I never found any evidence, I was pretty sure she’d broken in at one point because the books on my side table were suddenly out of order one day. What hurt the most was Luna knew all this and still acted the way she did.
Right as I reached my lowest point, my close friend Gertrude called and said, “The universe is telling me you could use a sympathetic ear.”
I told her the universe didn’t know the half of it.
I’d met Gertrude—aka my surrogate mother—on a flight to London. Passing over Wales the aircraft hit heavy turbulence, and the grey-haired hippie in the seat next to mine squeezed my hand so tight that my fingers turned blue. After we levelled off, she apologized and said, “So what’s calling you to London?”
“A job.”
A few glasses of wine from the service trolley later, she blurted out, “You know your aura is strikingly similar to my husbands.”
“Uhh, thanks. Where is he now?”
“Oh, he burned to death in a house fire.”
Gertrude’s eyes started welling up. To take her mind off the subject, I said, “I lied earlier. I’m going to London because I fell in love with a Londoner.” I pulled up pictures of Sadie (back in her pre-stalker days) on my phone. “We met in Italy. She looked flustered trying to read a map book so I offered to help. Next thing I knew, we were planning a trip to this place called Orvieto.”
“Michael, I need to know how this story ends. Gimme your number.”
Since then, we’d met two or three times a year.
I laid the whole mess out over pizza. It was the first time since finding the Google account I didn’t feel hidden eyes crawling all over me.
Just as I wrapped up the story, over in the corner booth, a family burst into a chorus of happy birthday. A waiter appeared carrying a chocolate cake, capped by a giant candle that looked more like a flare. Gertrude tensed up.
“So what do you think about all this?” I asked.
She looked back at me and said, “It’s possible your reaction has been a touch on the dramatic side.”
“DRAMATIC??”
“Well consider things from Luna’s point of view. Your last relationship lasted for, what, three years? Maybe she felt threatened.”
“I don’t believe this.” I grabbed a cigarette from my pocket, but Gertrude snatched it away.
“You know how I feel about you poisoning your lungs, Michael.”
“Don’t you start. I got enough of that crap from Luna.”
Gertrude always encouraged me to work through my romantic problems. Ultimately, I decided her love of fairytale romances clouded her judgement and ghosted Luna instead. But I couldn’t escape her shadow. She always felt close. In fact, it got so bad that at a friend’s costume party several weeks later, my eyes kept compulsively scanning the crowd as if she was there in disguise, ready to pounce.
I stood off to the corner until, over the sea of heads, I spotted a beautiful stranger dressed as Jarlath the Goblin King. I took a shot of liquid courage and made a B-line towards her.
Halfway across the crowded room, beer splashed across the front of my Ziggy Stardust outfit.
“I am so sorry,” a female pirate said, patting me dry.
“Don’t worry about it.” Every time I tried circling her, she moved to cut me off.
“I am such a klutz. Why don’t you come into the kitchen so I can clean up this mess?”
I put my hands on her shoulders and steered her out of the way. “It’s fine. Trust me.”
Approaching Jarlath from behind, heart slamming against my chest, I said, “Well this is awkward. One of us is gonna have to change.”
Jennie had bright blue eyes and dimples impossible to miss. Ten minutes into our debate about David Bowie’s greatest album, I said, “You know Absolute Bowie are playing the Half Moon next week. I could take you?”
“Sorry. I’m going with my boyfriend,” she said with a sympathetic smile. From beside the buffet table, the pirate stared daggers in our direction.
“No worries,” I replied, despite the fact I was brimming with jealousy.
The next day, as I jogged off my hangover, a brown-haired lady cut across my path and we both went spinning to the ground.
“Flip, sorry.” I rushed to pull her up by the hands. “I’m like a bloody zombie lately.”
She did a doubletake. “Ziggy, right?”
There was no mistaking those eyes. “Jarlath?”
“Well, Jarlath or Jennie. Eithers fine.”
“Right. Well, sorry again. Enjoy Absolute Bowie.”
Before I could jog away, she said, “Hey, so that guy I was seeing? Turns out he’s a total prick.”
Jennie and I went for coffee. Coffee morphed into drinks. Drinks morphed into a steamy make-out session on my sofa.
But as she covered my neck in soft kisses, my stomach turned. It felt like cheating. So, I put the brakes on things and said, “I can’t do this. I’m really sorry. You’re amazing, but I just got out of a serious relationship…and…it’s just…”
“Hey, don’t worry about it.”
We agreed we’d let our connection blossom in its own time.
Jennie had a playful mystique to her. Within a handful of dates, we’d developed inside jokes and could tell what the other was thinking. But Luna’s imprint was hard to shake, to the extent I almost mixed up the two ladies’ names multiple times.
To detox, I suggested Jennie and I spend a romantic weekend in the Lake District, because after two days of hiking and kayaking my ex would no doubt be a spec in the rearview mirror.
Hours before we set off, however, Luna’s mom called. She wanted to meet and wouldn’t accept any excuses.
“Look, it’s obvious why I’m here,” she said, sitting across from me in Starbucks. “Ever since you and Luna broke up, she’s been acting…different.”
“Different? Different how?”
“I call but she hardly answers. I go over to her place but she’s never there. Now she’s telling me she needs to find herself. Says she’s moving to Australia.”
Her fingers tightened around her cup. “I need to know what happened between you two. And I don’t care if that paints anybody in a bad light. I’m just worried about my daughter is all.”
I told her about the Google account.
“Did you confront her about it?”
“Hell no. I ghosted that crazy bitc—” I cleared my throat. “I mean, I just…stopped seeing her.”
She started crying so loudly customers at nearby tables paused their conversations. I touched her forearm, promised I’d call if I remembered anything else, then set off for my romantic weekend.
But while Jennie and I enjoyed all that fresh air and pub food, a thought nagged at me. Luna adored London, so why move to Australia? It seemed so out of character. Back at our rented cottage, I was so fixated on the thought I needed a smoke, badly.
“What the hell is that?” Jennie demanded, as she stepped onto the front deck.
I glanced at my hands. “Uhh, a cigarette.”
“Michael! Don’t be sarcastic. You know how I feel about those things.”
“…Do I?”
“Uhh, well it’s the same as anybody else. Quit poisoning your lungs and put that thing out.”
“Alright alright, geeze. Sorry Luna.”
“That’s okay.”
A knot formed in my stomach as she went back inside. I’d called Jennie Luna by mistake. And she hadn’t noticed. In fact, her reaction to me smoking was identical to Luna’s—even the snappy way she said the ‘poison your lungs’ line.
I followed Jennie into the lounge, where she’d curled up on an armchair with a Colleen Hoover novel. She was hiding something. What else did she know about Luna? Maybe I could trick her into revealing some details…
From behind, I started massaging her shoulders. “Sorry for being rude before. I know what you said came from a place of love.”
“That’s okay.”
I waited until her eyes drooped shut, then said, “It really is perfect here, huh? Maybe we should stay forever.”
“Wouldn’t that be amazing?”
Her little groans of pleasure, the rhythm of her breathing, it all felt so familiar. I waited until the tension in her neck dissolved, then I pushed my lips against her ear and whispered, “So how about we take this into the bedroom…Lola.”
“Hmm. Sure thing Bugs.”
My hands froze. Jennie jumped up. “Uhh, that felt so good, why’d you stop?”
“What did you just say?”
“What did you just say?”
“I called you Lola,” I replied, my arms frozen in midair. “And you called me bugs.”
“Like the cartoon, right? I thought it’d be a cute nickname. Anyway, I’m tuckered out.” She forced a yawn. “Why don’t we get some sleep?”
As her hand laced with mine, an image of me waking up drugged and gagged and tied to the bedposts flashed before my eyes.
I said, “Sure. I just…need to use the bathroom first.”
The second the door shut behind me, I flew out of the house, climbed in my car, and sped away.
Within seconds my phone started blowing up with calls, followed by texts. Where are you going? Is everything okay?
No, I wanted to reply. I’m onto your sick little game. Whatever it is, I’m onto it.
Luna stalked my stalker, now Jennie somehow knew Luna and I’s nicknames. How? Did all women take turns drawing straws and whoever picked the short one needed to become my girlfriend?
I couldn’t go home. For all I knew, my exes would’ve been there burning effigies of me. I needed a safe place. Somewhere I could lie low until I got all this straightened out.
“Of course you can stay,” Gertrude said over the phone. “I’m out with some friends, but I’ll meet you later. If you hop the side gate there’s a spare key under the kissing gnomes out back.”
Gertrude lived in a detached house in Wembley. It took a bit of foraging to find the gnomes hidden beneath the weeds in the brown, patchy garden.
I needed to shoulder the door open. Inside, a mountain of letters and flyers had piled up on the welcome mat.
Down the hall, a huge archway connected the landing with a lounge, where a bar sat against the far wall, surrounded by upholstered sofas, a low table, and tie dye sheets strung over the filthy carpet. Everything had a real elegant vibe, despite the musty air.
I’d drained two glasses of whiskey before Gertrude arrived.
“Looks like you’ve had a rough evening.”
I said we could talk in the morning.
“Not a chance. You can’t take negative energy to bed. Come on, confession is good for the soul.”
She sat on the sofa and patted the empty seat next to her. So, with a weary sigh, I shared a tale of deranged exes.
“Crazy,” she said.
“I sure can pick ‘em, huh?”
“No, I mean you’re crazy.”
“What?”
“Think about it. What’s more likely: that your ex’s are secretly in collusion, or you’re being paranoid? Look how bloodshot your eyes are. When’s the last time you got a good night’s rest?”
She made a great point; teenagers on the street occasionally shouted ‘Bugs’ or ‘Thumper’ at me. Jennie might’ve come up with the nickname herself. I pinched the bridge of my nose, groaning.
“Look, sleep here tonight. Tomorrow we’ll brainstorm ways you can make it up to Jennie.”
I fumbled through my pockets for a cigarette.
“Really?” Gertrude said. “If you insist on poisoning your lungs, can you at least do it away from my home?”
“Well if I can’t smoke, I’m gonna need a refill.” I shook my empty glass.
On my way toward the bar, a wave of wooziness hit me. My first instinct was to blame it on the alcohol, but there was something else.
It was her reaction to the cigarette. My finger ran through the thick layer of dust along the bar’s countertop. Why was it like the place had been abandoned? Why did Gertrude always pressure me to stay with my psycho girlfriends? And how come she always reached out, as if on cue, whenever my relationships hit problems? It couldn’t be coincidence…
I poured two glasses of whiskey and carried them to the sofa. “So, you’re really against the whole smoking thing, huh?”
“Of course. It’s a filthy habit.”
“Yeah. Plus, there was that mess with your husband. House fire, right?”
“I’d rather not discuss it.”
“Sure, sure.” I ignited the lighter with a roll across my trouser leg.
Gertrude grabbed a cushion and hugged it. “What are you doing?”
“Alright, cut the crap. What the hell’s going on? Have you been sending your friends to date me?”
“What are you talking about?”
I wrestled the cushion from her and held the lighter beneath it. “I want an explanation right now or I’m torching this place.”
This was an empty threat. I wasn’t some pyromaniac—I just wanted answers. Inch by inch, I raised the flame. “Last chance. Why are the women in my life acting weird?”
Gertrude grabbed for the lighter. As I swatted her wrists away, we both got scorched, and for a moment her skin went wild with spasms, a sensation I can only compare to reaching inside a bucket of wet, writhing maggots. My gaze whipped between her face and her hands, which vibrated like plucked guitar strings.
Before I could scream, she yanked me up, clamped a cold, wrinkled palm across my mouth, and forced me against the wall. I thrashed around, unable to move. For a lady old enough to collect a pension, she was crazy strong.
She waited until I ran out of breath, then said, “Michael, please. I’m not going to hurt you. Open your heart and listen.”
What else could I do?
“You were right before. I have been keeping a secret from you. The truth is, I’ve been in love with you since we met. I’d never flown before. And you were so so sweet. You started talking about this other woman, but I knew our energies were perfect for each other. And it’s like I always say, love makes us do crazy things. You can’t begrudge me that can you?”
She looked as if she expected me to respond, so I shook my head.
“But I think we’ve reached a point where our connection is so deep we can be completely transparent with one another.” She took a slow, steady breath. “Michael, all your ex’s, Luna, Sadie, Jennie. They’ve all been…well, me.”
I stared at her, confused.
She sighed. “It’ll be easier if I just show you.”
Out of nowhere her hand wriggled again, then her face tightened, as though the skin was being stretched over the bone. Wrinkles smoothed out and colour bled into her grey hair, turning it brown, and within seconds I found myself face-to-face with Jennie. Even her vintage clothes morphed into a green blouse and white slacks.
“See?” she said in Jennie’s voice, her now blue eyes locked on mine.
I screamed into the soft flesh of her palm.
“Sssh, it’s okay. I’m not gonna hurt you. Watch.”
Her entire body jerked and twitched, the muscles spasming as she shifted from Jennie to Luna. “See? Think of these as costumes”—from Luna to Sadie—"the important thing is what’s underneath. And you’ve fallen in love with what’s underneath three times. Now I’m going to let go, but I need you to promise you won’t overreact. Understand?”
On the verge of a panic attack, I nodded furiously.
The second she pulled away I made a break for the exit. The thing posing as Sadie grabbed me and hurled me backwards against the wall.
Like a disappointed teacher, she put her hands on her hips. “I’ve been so patient with you, Michael. So very, very patient.”
She blocked off any hope of escape. I sidestepped around the outer edge of the room, towards the bar.
“All those years moulding you. Trying to grow you into the man I know you can be. I really thought we had it this time. For the record, I wanted to do this the easy way. But drastic times...”
I was so scared I slammed right into the cabinet and yelped. Glass bottles chattered together, and then something wet ran down the back of my shirt. It was whiskey, leaking from the overturned bottle onto the carpeted floor.
Speaking more to herself now, Gertrude said, “I’ll just have to keep you here until you love me as much as I love you. Of course, that means posing as you so nobody gets suspicious, but that’s no trouble. I’ll tell your dad you’re moving to Italy. You always loved Italy.”
Pose as me? She'd been killing my ex's and taking their place, I was just the latest in a long line. She’d keep me as a personal sugar baby if I didn’t escape, but how? She was impossibly strong, and the only thing that seemed to scare her was…
Snatching the bottle, I doused the remaining whiskey all over the carpet and furniture. As I flicked the lighter open, Sadie’s hands shot up.
“Bugs…darling…what are you doing?”
I took three slow, steady breaths. “Breaking up with you, you crazy bitch.”
I tossed the lighter forward. Within seconds flames sprung up all around us, spreading as far as the sofa. Sadie’s shoe caught fire, and as she stamped around, unintentionally fanning the blaze, her body writhed again, starting with the ankles. Fat boils climbed up every inch of exposed skin, milky white and with the consistency of frog spawn, like she’d had a killer allergic reaction to poison ivy.
She dropped to her knees, wailing like a wounded animal. This was my chance.
I made a break for the exit, giving the creature as wide a berth as possible. But as I got one foot planted in the hall something clamped tight around my ankles. My chin hit the floor, then I started sliding backwards.
I twisted onto my back. Where Sadie’s left arm should’ve been, a tentacle-like appendage stretched across the length of the room, a distance of over twenty feet. It reeled me toward her like a fish on a line. Whatever that thing was no longer looked human. It melted like an ice statue, with no bones or connective tissue inside, its lips nose and mouth becoming hideously elongated before dripping off in huge globs like melted candlewax. A fire alarm started wailing as the tentacle dragged me through the flames, scorching my arms and legs.
The loose mass of skin reached out and encased me like a mother bird sheltering its eggs.
“WHY WON’T YOU LOVE ME?” all my ex’s voices screamed at once. Whichever direction I looked, silhouettes of faces rose and fell, as if trying to burst through. Parts of them dripped inside my mouth, disgustingly warm with a bitter taste worse than Vaseline.
I put everything into clawing my way out if there. What was left of the beast had the consistency of wet clay and came apart just as easily. I tore away chunks until there was a hole large enough to squeeze through. Then, I crawled along surrounded by black smoke.
At the far side of the room I risked a glance back and saw a bumpy, uneven hand reaching out of a puddle of ooze. Soon I was crawling over the bristly welcome mat, then fumbling for the door. All I remember after that are paramedics wrestling me into an ambulance…
A specialist officer came to see me at the hospital the next morning. They’d been unable to contact the homeowner, Gertrude Huyton, and through his line of questioning I could tell they hadn’t found her ‘remains’ inside the charred house. Like the wicked witch of the West, my stalker had melted. I told the officer she said I could stay the night, and that I probably started the fire by dropping a cigarette.
“In that case, we’ll keep trying to reach her.” He walked to the curtain surronding my bed and paused. “Oh, and I almost forgot to mention, her cat is missing.”
“Her...cat?”
“Yeah. The little black one. One of the firemen pulled it out of the wreckage. The poor thing had burns over its legs but it ran off before anybody could take it to the vet.”
I swallowed a gulp and thanked him for telling me.
And now I’m still sitting here listening while nurses rush back and forth, terrified any one of them might be Gertrude…

Does anyone know of any 2 to 3 year nursing programs in the GTA, other than York? I don't know if I'll get into the 2nd Entry Nursing Program. I applied on the February 01st deadline and people in a groupchat are telling me that this deadline is for the 4-year program only. I'm so stressed out at this point. It doesn't help that psychology courses have been kicking me in the teeth. I dropped a 3000-level psyc course before last Friday because I was not doing well in it. I didn't want it to impact my grades.
Some people were recommending that I apply for a program change but I am a non-degree student. They do not allow for changing of program. I'm not in a specific program. Is it difficult to set up an appointment with Advising? Do I go through my home faculty of LA&PS or do I go to the Nursing faculty for help?
To top it all off, I was trying to get into a Summer psych course and was denied because some profs thought I was too late. I contacted them before the last day to add with permission of instructor. What is the point off having that date if you don't give students access and you have space?????? A professor also lied to me about "waiting lists". I was so embarrassed when I found out from the department that this isn't a thing.
Does anyone know any other Nursing programs in GTA? Aside from York and UofT?
Thanks

Hello guys, I would like to ask you, more experienced traders for an advice. Now here is some background for you to better understand my situation.
I'm 25 yo college graduate from Eastern Europe, with most of my savings into GME. I have 100 shares that I am in process of DRSing which is taking some time because Computershare uses letters instead of emails.
Now, I'm not into lavish lifestyle, Porsches and whatnot. I'd just like to squeeze the most out of this opportunity so I can set myself for life.
Money that would set me for life in area where I live is around 1 million euros and that is my primary goal.
I don't know if that is possible with 100 shares (I may add more later but I doubt it will get to XXXX) or not but I would still like to get the most out of it.
I am quite new to investing and am trying to learn as much as I can from this sub and it's doing wonders.
The time in which I would like to achieve that money is 5 years.
So, what I would like to know is what are your recommended strategies or strategies that you will be using for squeezing the most out of GME in the next couple of months/years?
Some elaboration on strategies would come in handy as well as I'm trying to expand my knowledge here.

I retired March 31st. My decision came around April 3rd(ish) my letter stated pay start date of May 1st. I understand that means I'll get my first payment on June 1st from what I've gathered.
My question is will that first deposit also back pay for the month of April? Or is that month just a loss?
Also for anyone wondering I filed a BDD (benefits day of discharge) claim in October 2023, finished all my appts before the end of December 2023, received a determination the first week of April 2024, less than a week post retirement.
Highly recommend setting up an appointment a couple months before that 6 month mark since appointments can get backed up. Also before you go to your first appt let them know you'll be filing a BDD claim and ask what you need to bring. There's a lot of documentation necessary including birth certs, SS cards, marriage certs, etc...