My left leg is burning. My body feels off-balance, wobbly, and when I glance up at myself in the mirror, I look like a one legged sloth drunkenly doing karate. This moment, as I’m clenching every muscle in my body trying to get into this contorted pose that the choreographer in front of me strikes… Continue reading On being a beginner
The thing about having classes on a quarter system is that time never really stops moving. We're in school for the same amount of time as other schools, but because the year is broken down into smaller chunks, every month just seems to fly by. For me personally, this seems to promote a sort of… Continue reading 20 souvenirs from my first 20 weeks of college
For college, I wanted to be somewhere with snow, American history, a focus on humanities, basically everything that I had missed out on spending my adolescence in the Bay Area and East Asia. Princeton was the right school for the person I was and wanted to be. And for all of those reasons above, I chose Stanford.