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On drinking with my parents

My parents have always been relatively laid back about drinking. They’d assumed that desensitizing their children to alcohol in our teens would make us less inclined to abuse it later on, so they gave us sips of wine at family dinners and allowed us to drink cider at summer picnics. And thus far, their theory…

When home is no longer home

Halfway into my first quarter at Stanford, I finally called my mother. Hearing my mother’s voice on the phone, I recalled a memory of home and fractured something within myself. Time, I’ve learned, seems to work differently here, where daily life takes on a dizzying pace. At Stanford, it’s so easy to forget the world…

Social media cleanse

More and more, the world seems to revolve around social media. Everyone, from my grandma to an elementary schooler, has an Instagram. Facebook, Twitter and Snapchat also seem to be universal. Social media consumes endless amounts of time and energy, including my own. I’ve always wanted to do a social media cleanse, and I figured…