In Their Words

Apple picking

Guess who went apple picking last weekend? I can now live apple-y ever after. Ps: I’d like to apple-logize for the pun. #Wittiness #ILoveNorthfield #VermontProud Read more →

Walk in my shoes (Spring 2019)

On an average day, I have to wake up to three or five alarms. I know, it is a tiny bit steep. Anyhow, the number of alarms depends on how many hours I have had to sleep. If I have slept for less than six hours, five alarms on an interval of 3 minutes (5:47 AM, 5:50 AM, 5:53 AM...etc) will help me be awake in time. Now you may guess, sleep is my own worst enemy. I am definitely sleep-deprived in this shot. I will then have quick morning prayer(s), and immediately after saying ‘Amen’ open the Moodle app on my phone to see what my syllabus and schedule reads for the classes I will be taking on that day. From this, you may have already figured out; I am more or less a bookworm. Thus, whatever the schedule shows will mostly affect what I will do for the... Read more →

Freud still Matters

In the psychology class that I enrolled in three semesters ago, I learned a whole lot about Psychoanalytic theory. This theory suggests that the age of five establishes most behavior(s). As usual, the sneaky Raymond had so many queries and critics about the assumptions and conclusions that embedded the theory. Questions like 'Why am I not as voluble as I used to be when I was five?' 'Why don't I howl as often as I used to do when I was five?' became a recurring theme in my mind. In plain English, Sigmund Freud —the founder of psychoanalytic theory— and I became not the best of friends. I could even argue that his name should be spelled 'Fraud' and not Freud. Why should I then accept his gospel? Fast forward to summer 2019; I was still on the witch-hunt for a significant behavior/trait that I might have developed at the... Read more →