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To speak another tongue

Nestled in the valley, surrounded by vast mountains, is my home in Los Angeles. Stanford is very different from where I grew up. I went from speaking Spanish day and night, in and out of class, to only speaking Spanish once in a while. Now, I only speak Spanish when it comes to calling home…

Tinder date protocols

There are nearly 8,000 acres of Stanford land. There are about 7,000 undergrads, so the likeliness of seeing the same people more than once seems slim. Sure, there are a few of us, but campus is so big that I’d like to think that I won’t see too many people all the time. This theory…

How to travel with friends

For the first time in my career of vacations and travel, I visited a new place with my college friends. More often than not, I go to Mexico’s beautiful cities or visit sleepy California coast towns with my family. If I ever go to New York or Connecticut, it’s under businesses pretenses, but never strictly…

Stressfulness of relaxation

Before college, I was never really into the appeal of things like yoga and meditation. Living in Los Angeles meant always driving past SoulCycle studies and smoothie bars. I couldn’t go to the post office without having to encounter swarms of women leaving the yoga studio next door. Of course, I was naturally distrustful of…

Being a beginner in a beginning class

Foundational lectures. Introductory seminars. Frosh-friendly courses. All these terms were thrown around during the frenzy of open enrollment. Upperclassmen, RAs and Carta were full of colorful opinions and recommendations for naive freshman like myself. I, like many of my peers, spent the summer scouting for the “must take” courses like the infamous CS 106A or…