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Courtney Clayton
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What academic writing teaches me

With another paper-heavy quarter, I’ve faced some ups and downs when it comes to my writing assignments this year. The waves of this chronic learning process have lent me more than a few trying days and late nights. I often teeter between significant doubt and some version of acceptance regarding my efforts at the time…

Refining, redefining ‘single’

From applying to Stanford’s Student Housing as a “single” student to specifying a status here and there as an answer to friends’ questions, I’ve thought about what being single signifies. From my experience, there are many colloquial subsets of the single label. You might be “single and not looking,” “single but actively looking,” “just got…

Why I don’t shop classes

I once often used the opportunity to “try” taking a class during the shopping period each quarter. I might investigate, syllabus by syllabus, to figure out potential options. I considered the attempt an exciting opportunity to gauge which class might be most compatible for my schedule, academic interests and the specific requirements I needed to…

Emailing vs. texting vs. calling at Stanford

We are at a point in our lives when time to ourselves is ever-precious, and while technology affords us convenient and mostly effective ways to get in touch and keep in touch, it will always be second-best to seeing someone in person. Before coming back to Stanford, I usually made up for this gap with…

Five years ago to now: The difference at Stanford

I am close to completing my second consecutive quarter since I returned to Stanford after being away for four and a half years. With my 28th birthday coming up this month, I’m nearly a decade older than when I first started at Stanford. I consider myself much of the same person as when I began,…

Not planning ahead

“What are your plans when you graduate?” I have some version of this question asked on a frequent basis, especially lately. I am four quarters from graduating, so I don’t dismiss the inquiry as unfounded. The question is valid; I just do not have a valid answer yet. Sure, I have had passing thoughts, some…

Letting people go

While we are all at Stanford to pursue academic interests, we are also here to form relationships — hopefully positive, dignifying, fulfilling and mutual. But this is not always the case, and very easily, we can become wrapped around a particular relationship that depletes us. A budding friendship might have a promising beginning, and due to…

When losses become gains

More often than I would like to admit, I have a habit of misplacing things — the little things with consistent and important uses like my car keys, my iPhone plug-in, even my wallet or the individual cards within it. I think it’s easier to misplace things that can be picked up, carried away and…

Five makeup tips from one student to another

While a plethora of suggestions are available on social media platforms to advise the expert to novice to not-typically interested person on how to apply and wear makeup, I’ve found most of the suggestions useless. I did not arrive at this conclusion overnight, but through years of experience — marked with some trials, disappointments and…

When stress-induced indulgences are okay

If you asked how my quarter would end up eight weeks ago, I would have said, “I’ll be fine. I’m just taking three classes. It won’t be that stressful.” Now, as the quarter reaches its final moments, the last two weeks have seemed scrunched, and yes, I feel strained. But I’ve found that when we…

Finding your inner home

From the beginning of our Stanford education, we go through the process of being settled and unsettled. Our housing changes each year, class schedules vary, relationships can change, job expectations might shift and our lives move fast. These same challenges exist beyond Stanford; we are constantly ending one chapter of our lives to begin the next.…
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