To the incoming Stanford Class of 2022,
Are you feeling the buzz, the small hum of electricity that seemingly courses through your fingertips? The restless pull in your stomach as you drive past the neatly manicured palm trees and red-tiled roofs? The impatient visions that come from the anticipation of late night conversations in Old Union and fountain hopping in The Claw?
That was how I felt when I arrived on campus for the very first time as a first year. Driving past the Cardinal red banner hung at the end of Palm Drive and then making my way through the maze-like arteries to Stern Hall on east campus, there was something akin to a magnet holding onto me by the gut and drawing me further into the heart of Stanford. I was excited, and I was prepared.
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A few minutes before my very first show performing as part of Talisman, our group’s director then, Maria Doerr, asked us to close our eyes with palms outstretched, and to imagine the show from start to finish, envisioning every song and dance and emotion and story we wanted to convey from the bottom of our hearts and lungs.
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A good portion of my time this summer has been, for the betterment of my taste buds, an exploration into the many eateries the Bay Area has to offer. As a result, it was with great excitement that a few Sundays ago I was able to try Ramen Nagi, the much-hyped ramen place exported from east Asia known for their noodles handmade daily. Needless to say, I (and my stomach) was ready.
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I’m angry at myself. Not in a pull-my-hair-out kind of way, but angry nevertheless. Or perhaps angry isn’t the right word. Maybe stubborn? Sad? Stupid? No, not stupid – I mean, what I did? Definitely stupid. But I think a better word may be frustrated.
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To the gorgeous reader who’s stumbled their way into this blog, I’m happy to report to you that yes, I’m still alive, and yes, summer has been an incredible experience. But before I start off today’s update of just how incredible summer has been so far, I highly encourage listening to Talisman’s latest EP, Muliwai, while you’re reading. You might even hear a familiar voice there. Go ahead. I’ll wait for you.
Good? Let’s go.
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It is the Thursday of Dead Week – sorry, Dead Day – and I’m sitting at the edge of the Starbucks at Tresidder, watching a steady stream of people coming in and out of the shop. I received a doozy of an email a few moments ago, and having been so thoroughly distracted from reviewing what Bayesian classifiers are, I thought it’d be nice to take a step back and reflect on this past year (sounds daunting, I know).
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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.
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Hello! As I sit here on a comfy armchair trying not to doze off in Old Union, I realize that it’s been a while since I’ve last written anything just for myself. Beyond the academic obligations to write papers and finish problem sets and write more papers, I also lost the drive to write, whether that was out of apathy or otherwise. It’s taken quite a bit of soul-searching I suppose, but I’ve gotta say I’m in a much healthier position to write, and I feel so much more energized to because of it. This quarter has definitely had its ups and downs, but I don’t ever want to forget the good memories I’ve made.
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Last night, I stopped and looked up.
I had gotten out of my car and was ready to walk straight through the front door of my home again like I always do, but some strange force compelled me not to do that this time. I decided that I wanted to see the sky. Granted, it wasn’t the best view of the sky (light pollution is an unfortunate reality living in suburbia). But I persisted. And slowly but surely, I could see tiny flecks of light dotted across the sky.
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Note: In anticipation of arriving at Stanford in just a few months, I thought it would be cool to share the reflection I wrote a few weeks after I got accepted. This has been sitting in my drafts for a while, and it sat there as I went back and forth, unsure if I should publish it or not. As this post already suggests, I decided to publish this out there, at the very least for my own memory. I hope you enjoy it!
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