It’s officially Week Six of Spring Quarter, and oh, how my room has been a mess. It’s honestly unexpected, given how nice and neat I usually am; in the haste that defined Winter Quarter (and the rush to the airport at four in the morning for Spring Break), however, I imagine that a tidy room was put on the back burner.
Despite all this, I took the time to put everything back in its place and restore some semblance of balance in my life through it. And in the process of folding and storing all my clothes and sorting through the mass of papers I collected over the previous quarter, I found time to pause and reflect on my experiences thus far.
It was so many things to me: moving, heartbreaking, relaxing, and inspiring, but perhaps most of all it was contemplative.
Over Spring Break, I had the incredible experience of traveling to Hawai’i with Talisman, the a cappella group I’m a part of. It was so many things to me: moving, heartbreaking, relaxing, and inspiring, but perhaps most of all it was contemplative. Finding the time to really consider the reason we sing and participate in tour resonated with me, giving me the space to understand my relationship with the arts and how it’s burgeoned since I first arrived at Stanford. I don’t think Talisman does anything better than any other a cappella group on campus, not by a long shot–but I do think there’s something idealistic (optimistic even!) about engaging with other cultures and attempting to understand their legacies.
Week Four brought Admit Weekend to me, and I can’t imagine a more hectic and concentrated time than the three-day span where Stanford tries its hardest to convince you that it’s the place for you. It was a special weekend, especially given that Pilipinx Culture Night was that Saturday, and after so much work and love from the entire community we came together to put on a great show that involved writing my first piece.
All this, then, brings us to Week Six. It is the eve of the closing night of Centrifuge, a piece of theater that I’ve poured my heart into. As a collaboration of three artistic groups on campus to bring light to the stories of refugees and bodies in displacement, it’s been wonderful seeing so many talented artist-activists using their creative forces for change. Having the opportunity to play Quang in the excerpt of Vietgone we did was an incredible experience, and I cannot overstate how much working on the project opened my eyes in both making space for myself in theater and reflecting on the lived experiences of displaced people.
It’s been wonderful seeing so many talented artist-activists using their creative forces for change.
I can see the next few weeks pretty clearly already, and it’s honestly terrifying that in simply three short weeks I’ll already be done with half my Stanford career. I’m thrilled to be staying on campus over the summer, where I’m sure that in the free time I find from research I’ll be able to explore every nook and cranny of Stanford. And hopefully, I’ll also gain clarity in what I really want to do–nevertheless, all I know is that whatever I do, I hope I never lose the creative in me.
Until next time,