The powerful and unexplainable bond shared between the alumni of Stanford continues to dazzle, inspire, and support me.
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.
Here, it is possible to live next door to someone for an entire year before discovering that they are the world champion of tetris, or gave a TED Talk, or managed a hedge fund back in high school. This is what I love about my classmates – despite their accomplishments, they are some of the most humble and down-to-earth people I know. Their accomplishments often go under the rug, unnoticed, and unearthed only by some serious search engine legwork.
As campus takes on a hush during the Thanksgiving holiday break, I am inspired to wax poetic about “a few of my thankful things,” if you will. I’m no Maria from The Sound of Music, but I hope that my rendition – in written form – nonetheless captures some of the magic of Stanford. Enjoy!
When I first came to Stanford, I thought I had it all figured out. My life was governed by a set of expectations and beliefs that I had built up slowly over time, in much the same way that we rationalize the universe through scientific laws that have stood the test of time. As a senior looking back on my little freshman self, I am amazed at how many of these conceptions – having planted themselves upon the doormat of Stanford – were promptly blown off their feet. Here I present to you the ten most spectacularly rejected ones.