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Fourth Semester

March 27, 2019 | 2018-2019, Avatars, Trivan Menezes | No Comments

For seniors, it’s our last semester of high school, and we’re on the verge of leaving for “real college.” Many of us are taking relaxed schedules this semester to give ourselves a break from the marathons that have been the previous three semesters. It seems that each of the past three semesters had something which made them…interesting. In the first semester, we were all just trying to acclimatize to our new setting and make new friends. In the second semester, we were occupied with schedules full of CPS and other work-intensive courses. In the third semester, some of us were busy pouring our soul into college applications. However, things feel different this time around. Having more relaxed schedules, many seniors are using their newfound time for other endeavors. Personally, I’m trying to maintain my mental and physical health, for I allowed both of these things to decline during my junior year (especially during my second semester). A friend of mine is using her spare time to do productive activities that she previously didn’t make time for, such as listening to podcasts and reading more often. Furthermore, it’s almost as if my classmates and I are waiting for a change of pace from our current setting, but we also can’t help but use this last semester to reminisce on our entire Gatton experience. It feels like move-in day wasn’t that long ago, yet it also feels like we have delved into a monotonous way of life that we need to break out of.


We are in a gray area right now. We completed our college applications last semester, and we’re currently in a waiting period to find out where we will end up next year. This is a time full of uncertainty for the future and reflection on the past, but we must be sure to enjoy the present as well.

Third Floor. Best Floor.

November 19, 2018 | 2018-2019, Avatars, Trivan Menezes | No Comments

If there’s one thing you need to know about Gatton, it’s that third floor is the best floor…at least in my eyes. You’ll probably hear the same message being stated by any Gatton student but in regard to their own floor.

Jokes aside, I can confidently say that the Third Floor Boys wing of Gatton is the tightest-knit community which I have pertained to. At Gatton, students have an on-floor curfew of 10:30pm on weeknights, and midnight on weekends. Don’t tell anyone, but many students tend to stay up for however long they please, for varying reasons. After curfew, there’s nobody around besides the guys/girls on your given floor, so it’s not a surprise that students tend to become closest to those on their floor. It’s like living in a bubble. Each floor’s community is separated from the rest of Gatton for 6-7 hours each night. The staff terms such a community “wing/floor culture.” Whenever you need help understanding something in class, need advice about a trivial choice to make, or if you need to just talk something out, the people on your floor will always be there for you. Life at Gatton would be drastically different if it lacked such a close community. Students would roam from class to class with nothing to do, and nobody to spend time with. That said, the bonds I have made with those who reside around me is something that I can look back on with a smile, and something that has made my Gatton experience even more worthwhile.

One particular bond I formed during my Junior year is that with my roommate, Pranay. At orientation, he came up to me and asked if I wanted to room with him. We agreed, and the year turned out great. There are a few Gatton students who, while living together in harmony, aren’t the best of friends with their roommates, so I’m proud to have had such a good friendship develop last year with my awesome roommate.

This year, the third floor community has a lot to live up to. The bonds that were created last year were unlike anything I had ever felt before. The community here at Gatton is truly something special. That said, from the first night this year, I know the new people on my floor will help us build something even better than last year.

 

Trivan

 

Thanks for interrupting your perfectly fine day to read about me. My name is Trivan Menezes, and I’m from La Grange in Oldham County, Kentucky. You’re probably wondering where my heritage lies. Don’t worry, I wondered the same thing for the longest time. Anyways, my mother is from Indonesia and my father is from Brazil, so I guess my family-life is not super American—or it is, depending on how you see it.

I came to Gatton in search of a change of pace. I challenged myself at my former school academically while also pursuing one of my biggest passions—soccer. I typically look over almost everything that I “left behind” to come to Gatton, with the exception being “The Beautiful Game.”

In terms of academics, the rigor is just what I was looking for. It’s refreshing to live alongside students who care about what they’re doing and where they’re going, and I’ve surrounded myself with people who share similar aspirations and outlooks. During my first semester, I scoured around to try to find a feasible and enjoyable research project. I had limited success, but I eventually settled on a mobile app development project with my computer science professor…or so I thought. After my first semester, my calculus professor, Dr. Claus Ernst, pulled me aside and invited me to join his knot theory research project alongside one of my senior Gatton students, Camuel Hart. I dropped everything (a.k.a. my app development project) to join the project, and I have not looked back. Camuel and I made a fair amount of progress in our research back in the spring. It was enough for me to give my first research presentation at a mathematics conference. It’s a bit surreal to think that without Gatton, I would probably be sitting back in the comfortable world of Oldham County taking some AP classes, as opposed to actually making strides in the world of academia.

This past summer, Gatton provided me with the opportunity to continue my research into the summer via their Research Internship Grant awards. My project’s progress continued, but after my seven-week stint of full-time research, I joined my classmates for a study abroad trip to England. We spent three weeks in England, bouncing around from place to place with the goal of experiencing a new culture.

Outside of my classes, I keep myself busy by volunteering each week at a local elementary school with Gatton’s GALE club (Gatton Leaders in Education), attending film club, participating in Student Y, and hanging out with the rich community at Gatton.

The Gatton experience has been full of up’s, quite a few down’s, but an unlimited amount of learning experiences. I appreciate that I was given the chance to reflect on this, at the expense of however long it took you to read these paragraphs full of conceit and self-praise. Anyways, I’ll go back to being an Avatar and fulfilling my duties in mastering all four elements (oh wait, wrong Avatar).

 

Trivan

I awoke this morning with one thing on my mind: the final exam tomorrow. But I’m sure you all would not want to hear about a day spent learning in class and studying content, because I know I wouldn’t. So I’ll summarize what actually happened today, but I’ll then reminisce on the trip as a whole.

I’ll cut to the chase. The morning was spent in class reviewing poetry content and learning about T.S. Eliot’s “The Hollow Men” and Philip Larkin’s poems. Class ended, and I spent most of the remainder of the day studying for our final exam tomorrow. I took a few breaks for absolutely necessary items, such as eating, going to the gym, and walking around the manor to enjoy its aesthetic features. I eventually gave in to sleep at quite a late hour, as I was preoccupied by spending some quality time [reviewing poetry content] with my dude, Jackson Chumbler.

Well that’s the extent of what I was assigned to write, so with that, here’s a monologue that you didn’t know you needed until you read half of this random blog post.

Let me just say that these past three weeks in England have been legendary, not in the sense that I achieved all I sought for, but in the sense that this trip has emphasized the importance and beauty of spontaneity. In setting up a trip, many tend to emphasize the destinations that are well known, for those seem to be the things that people desire to see. But is that really what travelling is? On multiple occasions over the last few weeks, visiting destinations that society has deemed ‘famous’ has been drastically outweighed by the spontaneous wanderings-about which have led a few of my acquaintances and I to realize fresh perspectives and feelings of immersion. It’s almost as if most people trade the very causes that make us unique—experiential diversity—for status-quo episodes that only monotonize who we are as humans. Anyone can see the London Bridge, but how many people are willing to leisurely stroll through the residential zones of London and just take in the city for what it is? Famous travelers, from Anthony Bourdain to Ibn Battuta, are not known for simply showing off that they have visited places, but they are known for sharing the rich perspectives they gained during their journeys across the world. Everyone’s experience in any given location is different, and I have realized that that’s the beauty of travel. I can easily photo-shop myself into a cliché picture of a famous landmark, but it is impossible for me to photo-shop myself into someone else’s experience.

“Traveling – it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.”  -Ibn Battuta

 

Trivan

We were somehow able to sleep in for an extra hour today. Thank goodness. It felt good, though it didn’t fully account for the jetlag and lack of sleep that has almost transformed us students into zombies.

I’ll start on another note.

I exited the bus at Oxford not knowing what to expect. Maybe an intense environment where students roamed everywhere? Maybe a typical college town? I noticed immediately that Oxford students were nowhere to be found. In their place were hordes upon hordes of tourists roaming around. After all, the city is home to one of the finest and oldest universities on this planet, making it a prime destination for tourist students on the verge of applying to college who are seeking false hope of defying reality and actually getting accepted into their dream school.

ANYWAYS, as a group, we headed through the town on foot to Christ Church College, one of the 38 colleges which make up Oxford University. Once we were outside the college building, the staff laid some ground rules and gave us around 1.5 hours to roam around the area and city prior to our tour of Christ Church. Pokey mentioned that some past students typically rented either rowboats or punt boats and chilled on the River Thames to pass some time. That sounded great to me, so I got with seven “lads” of our group and we headed down to the riverside in search of a good time.

We rocked up to a dock where a guy was renting out boats. He gave us a few options. We could split our group into two and pay £40 for each group to ride a punt boat, or we could do something slightly more economical: rent one motorboat for the entire group for £55. The decision was obvious. We gave up our desires for a quaint rowing trip on the river to reap the beautiful fruits of industrialization.

Next thing we knew, we were absolutely speeding down the River Thames. Just kidding. As you likely predicted, us Gatton students are responsible drivers, so we settled for a nice, smooth stroll down the river. Okay, that might not be entirely true, either. Honestly, we couldn’t figure out how to put the boat at full-throttle until toward the end of the excursion, so a leisurely ride on the river is what we settled for. Regardless, we had a fun time.

Following the boat ride, the whole Gatton group reconvened outside Christ Church College to prepare for our tour. Our tour guide arrived on the scene. A charismatic fellow, he showed us around some interesting sites. Most notably, he showed us the Christ Church College Great Hall (the inspiration for the Great Hall in Harry Potter), the Bridge of Sighs (inspired by the one in Venice), the Bodleian Library, and the Sheldonian Theatre.

During the tour, I asked the tour guide a question here and there, and I wanted to learn more about who he was. I could tell he had a story to tell. He had mentioned he had attended University back in his day, so I asked where he went to school. He responded with “Not Oxford. I actually went to a school down south called the University of Essex.” I followed with, “What did you study?” And he replied, “I studied electrical engineering. What are you interested in?” I responded, “Cool, right now I’m interested in pursuing either computer science or electrical engineering.” Then the man shared some interesting facts: “Well, actually, I studied computers and telecommunications, and how to combine the two together. I even wrote the first textbook on combining computers and telecommunications. Not the best one, but I can still say I wrote the very first one.” Wow. What a guy. Apparently, he has also published a few books pertaining to Oxford. Even though he wasn’t a widely-known author, it was cool learning this information. It is moments like this that have defined my trip thus far. The superficial pictures in front of tourist attractions are not the things I’ll remember the most, but it’s the personal interactions with people that have forged my experience here. Whether that’s talking to an Italian kid at breakfast, talking about the progression of soccer cleats (football boots) with a worker at the Nike store, or learning that my tour guide has significantly contributed to a field of science, these interactions are what have formed my experience in England.

 

Trivan