The scientific community and the general public aren’t known for agreeing on all the issues, to put it gently. For example, 88% of surveyed members of the American Association for the Advancement of Science think genetically modified foods are safe to eat. The American public? Not so much — a mere 37% would dig into a plate of GMOs without some serious reservations.

For the sixth year in a row, UCSF students have chosen the professor they most want to hear answer the question, “If you had one lecture to give, what would you say?” Join the Graduate & Professional Student Association, Student Life and the A

After seven weeks with my nose glued to the books learning as much as I could about the renal, endocrine, and gastrointestinal systems as well as nutrition (yes all that somehow fit into seven seemingly short weeks), I was ready for a break from t

“I love photography. During the summer of my freshman year, I wanted to buy a Canon DSLR but was short on cash, so I applied for job at a local dental laboratory.

I am a pendulum

I rock back and forth to a lullaby ticking down the seconds I have left to live

Too little time to make something of myself but enough time to ignite my curiosity

Getting to UCSF was not easy. I took the 122 from my home to Stonestown, where I hopped on the M to get to Laguna Honda. There, I waited for the 43 to bring me to Parnassus. It was the summer of 2008 and I was a rising high school junior, participating in Program for Investigation and Training for Careers in Health (PITCH) at UCSF.

Federal regulations are establishing stronger rights for career women in a variety of industries choosing to have babies, but these protections aren’t taking hold in the world of academia.

“I always wanted to work with women and babies. I trained as a labor doula and volunteered at SFGH. On my first volunteer shift, I peaked into the world of midwifery and was enamored by it all. The first birth I attended was amazing.

I am a Christian. And I am gay. These two factions of my life have clashed and pulled me in opposite directions my whole life. Among my church family, I heard words like abomination, disgusting, unnatural. Among my LGBTQ family, I heard words like bigotry, narrow-minded, unloving. My choices? Go to hell or live denying myself of love. This rhetoric left me so suffocated, to the point that I actually played with the notion of an irreversible “easy way out” in college. So naturally, I moved to San Francisco.

Women are notoriously underrepresented in the world of politics.