10 conceptions I had that Stanford proved wrong (Part 3)

10 conceptions I had that Stanford proved wrong (Part 3)

Athletes at Stanford break the stereotypical athlete mold not only in terms of who they socialize with, but also by being very academically-oriented. We are rewarded for our academic achievements just as much, if not more, as our athletic achievements. My coaches value me not just as asset to the team but as person, and have supported all of my academic decisions – I am free to choose any major, can take any class that first into my schedule, work in research labs, and do all the things any other student can do. In this environment, the Stanford student-athlete is equal parts a student and an athlete – not an athlete who happens to be in school.

Where Should I Live?

Where Should I Live?

You have some choices when it comes to where you want to live during your time at Stanford. The basic options are to live in the dorms, on the row, or in more apartment-style living spaces like Mirrielees or Oak Creek.

Casa Italiana: La Dolce Vita

Casa Italiana: La Dolce Vita

For my last year at Stanford, I am very pleased and excited to live in a themed self-op whose name is Casa Italiana. Basically, throughout the year I’m surrounded by a comfortably familiar community of housemates, have access to a kitchen all the time, and learn Italian as the year progresses. Though as of yet I’ve lived less than one week in Casa, I am sure that I will thoroughly enjoy at least one perk: the food. Now, I would say overall that I like Stanford’s food and the quality of the menu offered at dining halls. Last year in Florence Moore, I was literally less than a football field away from buckets of organic ice cream. I ate enough ice cream to safely say that I really like Stanford food. But the chef at Casa, Jose, cooks food on a totally different wavelength. Each meal feeds upwards of forty people and still manages to please everyone’s palette, more or less. I’ve just never had a surf and turf dinner that was as good as the one I had just a few days ago, here in my college residence.  The meals are of restaurant quality, in my humble opinion, from the beautifully prepared crab meat sandwiches to the bread you can have with olive oil and vinegar. Needless to say, especially since I love bread, I’m very excited to be living in Casa and eating out of this kitchen. In true blogger style, I had to capture a few pictures of the meals were being cooked ten times a week (and for the rest of the time, you can cook for yourself or eat leftovers)! Apologies...
Coming Home: Moving Back to Campus for the Year

Coming Home: Moving Back to Campus for the Year

I love this time of year in Washington, D.C., where I’m from: The horrid humidity of the summer is finally disappearing, replaced by crisp autumn nights and amber leaves. But these days, the joy of moving back to campus trumps my D.C. longings. A much larger family than my biological one welcomes me to The Farm with open arms and whoops of delight; contagious energy pulses around me.  Move-in days are madness in the best way possible. The campus, which is quieter over the summer save the programs that run, begins to bustle as September proceeds. People come in waves; those who spent the summer on campus and the new class of freshmen are joined by the early crowd – like September Studies students (see my post about these awesome experiences!) and athletes – and then by the flood of students arriving just in time for the school year. Excited residents swing open doors all over campus for the first time, unlocking dorm rooms, houses, or apartments. Endless boxes, refrigerators, suitcases, and such make the weighty march from brimming cars to back doors. Students laughingly squabble over the last volumes of textbooks at the Bookstore for the most popular over-subscribed fall classes. Parents, friends, and wanna-be Cards who attend our northern rival all clog the traffic and join in the festivities, grooving to the Stanford Band and celebrating the upcoming school year. I am particularly enthused about this year – my junior year – because of the academic and personal freedom it holds for me. Classes-wise, I am close to finishing my majors (Symbolic Systems and French; read more...
My Tuesday

My Tuesday

As a tour guide, I get a lot of questions from prospective students who want to know more about Stanford. And, many kids ask me how much homework I really do and what time I really wake up at. So, to satisfy any curiosity about my life as a Stanford student and to indulge my narcissistic tendencies, here is an outline of February 11, 2014, as I experienced it.

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