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Katiana Uyemura

The final story of Stanford

When I first pitched doing weekly spotlights on students around campus, what I didn’t tell my editor was that I wanted to do these pieces for selfish reasons too. I’m an impatient person; I know that. As such, the period between first being introduced to someone and first having meaningful, unscripted interactions with them seems…

Stories of Stanford: Maika Isogawa

Maika Isogawa does not waste time or words, direct and articulate from the moment she arrives at my door. Her smiles are sharp and quick, she carries herself with the easy assurance of an athlete, and she looks at things like she’s already categorized everything she’s ever seen. Unlike most of us, who haven’t yet…

Stories of Stanford: Anthony Beron, cyclist

My first impression of Anthony Beron was shaped by the fact that he continuously smiled while chatting with a guy I was eating brunch with, then walking away and swiping into Lag dining and returning alone with a plate of food.  The smile never left his face. Although he tells me later that he’s very…

Stories of Stanford: Chloe Hamilton

For many Stanford students, studying abroad is an event. There are passports and visas to apply for, flights and storage units to order, language skills to brush up on or spontaneously acquire, immunizations and vaccines to update, international messaging platforms to set up and friends to meet up with one last time before jetting off…

Stories of Stanford: Marilyn Zhang, Alzheimer’s researcher

Some nominations submitted for this column have been for people who, were this a series on how to become the human manifestation of a perfect resume, would have been exact fits. Stanford is a school of ambition, of big names and bigger reputations, of students who treat getting into one of the nation’s most elite universities…

Stories of Stanford: Alex Sowell, resident assistant

The first thing I learn about Alex Sowell is that he lived in the room across from me two years ago. “The location is so convenient!” he says. “You’re like five feet from everything! The bathroom, the laundry, the bike racks, the parking lot—“ “The kitchen,” I finish. “Which is so great, but so dangerous.”…

Stories of Stanford: Cisco Vlahakis, Organ donor

If you happened to see Cisco Vlahakis walking around today in the engineering quad, it’d be impossible to know that almost three months ago he was lying in a hospital bed missing 65 percent of his liver. While most Stanford students spent their summers working internships and preparing for their dream careers, Cisco was recovering…

Stories of Stanford: Jessica Fry, Broadway performer

I’m up at 6:30 a.m. to catch a subway downtown filled with dozing New Yorkers to meet Jessica Fry, the day before she leaves to kick off the national tour of a Broadway show. I’m barely awake, but when Jessica strides into the coffee shop two minutes late, her eyes are bright and the smile…

One hour from nine weeks: notes from Florence episode nine

The problem with attempting to relate each of my articles back to life at school is that studying abroad is intended to get students away from Stanford, to give us opportunities we don’t get on campus. This has also contributed greatly to my complete inability to properly answer the question, “How’s life in Florence?” I…
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Compare and contrast: Notes from Florence episode eight

As mentioned in previous articles, traveling is pretty common in the Florence study abroad program. Rather than asking “how’s your week *insert number* going?” or “how’s studying for midterms/finals?” default conversation starters are “where’d you go this weekend?” or, if it’s Wednesday or later, “where are you going this weekend?” Here are the most common…
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Stanford and friendship: notes from Florence episode seven

This past weekend I went to Greece to meet up with my best friend for my 21st birthday. Every part of that previous sentence makes it sound like I’m writing about someone else, an insanely rich Upper East Sider, for example, or a sophisticated, edgy world traveler. But nope, one-way flights were 43 dollars, and I figured since I…

Love or something: notes from Florence episode six

I took a solo day trip to Verona the other day, because I’m the type of person who will go to Romeo and Giulietta’s hometown by herself and like it. As an English major, I couldn’t justify skipping the balcony that supposedly inspired the “Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo” scene. So once again I found…

The downside: notes from Florence episode five

It would be dishonest, or at least misleading, to not address the struggles of studying abroad at least once. Though I’ve been lucky in my experience so far, I’ve spoken with enough of my peers to know that not everybody’s time here has been as enjoyable as mine. Surprisingly, it isn’t exactly homesickness that has…

Sick sons and brazen brothers: Notes from Florence episode 2

If there is one thing us Stanford students are familiar with, it’s tourists. Clogging the circle of death. Bunching around MemChu. Piling into the line for Panda Express. They are just another sometimes-inconvenient side effect of going to our school. When somebody asks for directions, we fumble for recognizable landmarks and send them on their…

It’s not Florence, it’s me: notes from Florence episode one

I spent the first hour of my first international flight admiring the size of my complimentary blanket, pressing the recline button that tilted me back a whopping 10 degrees, getting excited for the unexpected dinner getting served later during the flight and being impressed at how smooth takeoff had been. Then I got suspicious, put…
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