Follow the Class of ’16 on Twitter!

Hey everyone!  The Stanford Class of 2016 now has a twitter account:

This isn’t part of the Confessions from Stanford, but it’s another good way to keep up with our journey towards freshman year!  Different members of the class will be using and tweeting from the account (similar to the Swedish Twitter profile, if you’ve heard about it).


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Sometimes It’s Good to Be Wrong: Like when you think you won’t get in and then you do

Okay, so here’s another of those “How I got to Stanford” type posts. Yeah, there are a lot of them already, but I personally think it’s really cool to hear (see, read, whatever) everyone’s stories, because they’re all so different even though we all ended up in the same place.

So before I start my own story, a disclaimer: This is probably going to be a pretty disorganized post. I promise I’ll try not to become completely incoherent.

Some background: I’m Vienna, occasionally known on Facebook as “that girl with the awesome middle name.” However, Fluorescence is unfortunately not my real middle name. I’ve been homeschooled my entire life, which right away makes me a little different. Yes, I have friends. I’m socialized. I don’t go to class in my pajamas. I get grades. All that jazz…anyway. A lot of people homeschool for several years, but then go to “real school” for high school; I know some people who did that. Me, I kind of just skipped a bunch of high school and went straight to college. I enrolled at Old Dominion University as a non-matriculated student, and after six semesters of increasingly heavy course loads (finishing with an absolutely torturous semester in which I took 8 classes), I had accumulated 65 credits (45 of which I can apparently transfer to Stanford).

All my life I’ve been the smart one. Classes, whether they were online, taught by my mom, part of a homeschooling co-op, or at ODU, were easy for me. I always performed excellently on tests, and I knew from a young age that I would go to college, even when I didn’t quite understand what that meant.

At Stanford, I’m a quintuple legacy. Both my parents and three of my grandparents went there, so I grew up surrounded by Stanford stories and memorabilia. Despite all that, I never really thought I would go to Stanford. California is hardly my favorite state, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to follow in so many family footsteps.

Now on to the whole insane process: As a junior, my list of potential colleges was over 40–Stanford was on there, but more out of a feeling of family obligation than anything. As regular decision deadlines approached, my list dwindled to 9–and Stanford was still there. By that point, Yale was my first choice, although being the sometimes-pessimist I am, I was sure I would never get in.

My test scores at this point were fairly good, but by no means great. I scored a 224 on the PSAT, earning myself the rank of National Merit Finalist, and a 2200 on the SAT–740s on the critical reading and writing sections, and 720 on math. I also scored a 720 on the Math I subject test, which I took after chickening out of Math II (probably a good idea, I don’t even want to *know* what I would have gotten on Math II). I tried the Spanish subject test, hoping to get the minimun score of 630 to place out of language placement testing, but fell short by 10 points and was too lazy/disorganized to take it again.

Overall, I didn’t really know what to think of my chances for getting into some of the best schools to which I applied. While I got interviews for several (something I HIGHLY recommend doing if at all possible), I was not able to get a Stanford interview. The reason? As Stanford alumni, my parents know  literally every single person in our area of Virginia with any sort of connection to Stanford, and I couldn’t be interviewed by someone who knew me or my family.

I got a few acceptance letters, and was suitably happy but not entirely surprised: University of Virginia, Cornell, and my safe schools, Tufts and William & Mary. Then came the rejections. Three letters in three hours, from Princeton, Columbia, and Yale. I was crushed. I was heartbroken. I was in shock. I was a reject. It was the first time in my life that I had failed at something related to academics, and I had no idea how to deal with it.

One of my best friends pointed out that I had yet to hear from Harvard and Stanford. By this point I was convinced that I had no chance at either, but my wonderful friend insisted that I would certainly get into one if not both. I didn’t believe him.

Nobody I knew seemed to have any idea when Stanford would be sending out their admissions decisions, so when I was scrolling through my emails and saw not one but two from Stanford, one of them entitled “admission decision,” I was taken completely by surprise. I didn’t even register what the second email might be.

At the time, I had a window open to Facebook, where I was on a group chat with several friends. When I saw the word “congratulations” in the first email, I pretty much just stared at it in disbelief for a few seconds. Then, I clicked back to my chat window, typed in “HOLY S**T YOU GUYS I GOT INTO STANFORD!!!!!!!!!!” and ran screaming into the other room to tell my parents.

Harvard rejected me the next day. I was not surprised. Still, my friend had been right about Stanford and I have *never* in my life been happier to be wrong. Then reality set in.

Right away, I knew there was a pretty good chance I would be going to Stanford, regardless of whether or not I really wanted to. It was the best school that had accepted me, after all. Resigned to my fate, I nevertheless refrained from committing immediately. Was I choosing Stanford for the right reasons? I didn’t really want to go to California. I didn’t want to go somewhere because so many relatives had, or only for the name recognition factor. I felt like I had only gotten in because of my legacy status, even after my dad sent me an email from a friend of his who’s a Berkeley admissions officer, explaining how all that works. Basically, being a legacy just gets you noticed, like having a perfect SAT score or being two years younger than everyone else in your grade. I was not convinced. I found myself in the very strange position of feeling unworthy of Stanford, yet very apathetic towards it. I don’t even know how to describe it.

I knew where I would end up, but I wanted to feel good about my choice. To avoid the inevitable second-guessing that would occur, I made the decision to join only one class of 2016 Facebook group: the Stanford one. Within days, I was already feeling better about Stanford. The people were amazing. I loved them all (and still do). My productivity level plummeted because I spent so much time on Facebook. It was wonderful.

By mid-April, my mind was made up and I was thrilled about it. On Friday the 13th (also my 18th birthday), I officially accepted my offer of admission to Stanford University.

Two and a half months later, I have several hundred new Facebook friends, seven (actually it might be more than that…I stopped counting at 5) folders of Stanford materials, a Stanford sweatshirt, three Stanford shirts, photos of me wearing said Stanford apparel in Europe while holding a “Beat Cal!” banner, and NO REGRETS WHATSOEVER!

And that’s how I got into Stanford and learned to love it.

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General Advice dealing with the Various Events leading up to and including Admit Weekend

If you have a chance to go to Admit Weekend, do it.

Phase I: Initial Acceptance
So you’ve gotten into Stanford. Congratulations! Ever visited the campus before? Admit Weekend is the perfect opportunity. Let’s say you’ve gotten several acceptance letters from good colleges around the world, so you happen to be unsure of your ultimate choice. What better time is there to experience residential life firsthand? Who knows, you may be hooked upon arrival…

Phase II: Travel Expenses & Schedule Conflict
Wait a minute… Admit Weekend is when? A good week before AP tests? The same weekend as prom? Hmm… seems like a bit of trouble, don’t it? And how do you get affordable plane tickets and accommodations on such short notice? Don’t worry, its much more manageable than it sounds. Stanford has a grant that will reimburse you for some travel expenses if you demonstrate financial need, up to $500 as of right now. As for the Prom you have on that Saturday, you may want to start heading home that Friday night. Trust me, the two days at Stanford will still be worth it.

Phase III: Stuff to Bring
Don’t bring more than a carry on. That’s all you’ll need. Be sure to check the official recommended list for your year before you pack. And whatever you do, be certain to bring shoes that you can walk miles in comfortably. Unless you figure out how the Marguerite shuttle works within about 5 minutes of arrival, you’ll be walking everywhere (unless your RoHo borrows a bike for you to use).

Phase IV: The Plane Ride (assuming that you don’t live nearby/are driving there)
Take a nap.

Phase V: Admit Weekend
I pity the student that doesn’t have a basic idea of what they want to do when they arrive. There is a vast multitude of events going on simultaneously, and a short time to do it all. You may even want to play a game of fugitive with some of your fellow ProFros. It is simply impossible to sum up everything that actually happens during Admit Weekend in one post, so I’ll sum it up with one word: Amazing.

This experience may be a highlight for years to come. Personally, I found it to be on of the best weekends of my life (and the busiest – I went to  prom that very Saturday). It is the perfect opportunity to meet future potential future classmates and explore your future home. Enjoy it!

~Eric Wilson
  PS: Try eating a sandwich from Ike’s!

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Or Maybe They Just Thought I Would Look Really Good in Cardinal Red

I actually opened the second email first. The email that tells you what your Student ID is. I looked at the email for about 30 seconds, really really REALLY confused. Then I realized I was probably missing something and rechecked my inbox. I held my breath as I saw the email with the subject line: Your Stanford Admission Decision. And then I opened it. And then I screamed. Dec. 9th 2011, I screamed my little, brunette head off, and then proceeded to call everyone I knew (still screaming). As you can probably guess, I had been accepted. I probably busted more than a few eardrums that night. My mother then took me out for a celebratory dinner in which I ate waffles and mini corndogs.

Washington? The One that Rains A Lot or the One with the President?

It’s the rainy one. In a little town called Anacortes. It’s on an island with 17,000 people, and it has a small, public high school with about 800 people. I was the first person from our school to get into Stanford since about 2006. Last year we had a girl go to MIT and another to Yale, but most kids go to UW, Western Washington University, or Skagit Community College.

Soooo, You Must Have a 2400, Right?

  • When I took the SAT Sophomore year I got a 1950. Two years later, I managed to pull off a 2250 (I took the SAT in October, the last time I could take it before REA applications were due. Guess I got lucky, hm?).
  • Subject tests? Math II: 720, Lit: 700, Physics: 660. Suggestion: Don’t wait a year AFTER you’ve taken a class to take the subject test. That 660 was with A LOT of hours of studying.
  • PSAT = 212, which made me a National Merit Commended Scholar.
  • I took the AMC 10 and 12 at my school, and I got the highest score on the AMC 10 in my school my Sophomore year. On the AMC 12 I got 2nd and 3rd my Junior and Senior years (respectively).
  • Yes, I do have a 4.0.
  • I took more AP classes than almost anyone at my school, and I even ran out of math at my high school and took University Level Multivariable Calculus and Microeconomics through the Stanford Online High School (that application was actually longer than the normal Stanford app).
  • My APs were AB (5) and BC Calc (5), US History (3) and Gov (3), Lang and Comp (5), Music Theory (4, Aural: 3, Nonaural: 4), and Spanish (Figure out on July 1st!). I also took AP Lit and Comp, but when I figured out I had gotten into Stanford and that they DIDN’T accept the test, I figured I’d give myself a break. 😉 No need to take something that doesn’t count, hm? These things also made me an AP Scholar with Distinction.

Since I turned in my application I also went to State in Knowledge Bowl and, out of 200 Seniors, received the Math Department Award at my School. Go lady mathematicians!

Do You Do Anything Other Than Study?

I actually do lots of things other than study. But the important thing is that I did things I really loved. One of my essays was about my love of having the freedom to try anything new I wanted. Here’s a few of my stats:

  • Math Team President (Secretary Sophomore and Junior year)
    • I ran for Secretary at the very first math team meeting I attended, by saying that, as a girl, I had better handwriting than all of my opponents. I won.
    • I also went to state my Sophomore and Senior year.
  • Concert Choir Treasurer
    • I sent in an art supplement singing German and Italian songs. My thought: I doubt an art supplement would hurt me, so all it can do is help me. So why not?
  • Actress/Improviser at my Local Theatre
    • I was also an unpaid teacher’s assistant for elementary school acting classes.
  • FIRST Robotics Secretary
    • This was Sophomore and Junior year. I got really tired of being secretary after a while so, thankfully, Senior year, I was finally done with the Secretary shtick in a few clubs.
  • Tutor in Math
  • Guitarist/Songwriter
  • During the summers I went to CTY Saratoga Springs, NY for two years where I took Cryptology and Chemistry. Between exploding gummy bears, Canadian teachers, and Chinese TAs from London, it was amazing. Last summer when I went to a drama camp where I learned that, as much I love and adore acting and singing, math is my true passion. It’s astounding how few drama kids want to talk about Calculus.


You’re at Stanford… Now What?

I’m hoping for a major in Mathematics and a minor in Drama. Or maybe I’ll major in Computer Science. Or Mechanical Engineering. Or minor in Music. Or… well, who knows?
My grandfather once switched his major because he didn’t want to take a required 8:00 am engineering class. He is now a very happy, successful man with a major in Business.

It’s never too late to change your mind. Or your major. Or your minor. And apparently (just look at my grandpa), there’s never a stupid reason to change your major.

This is the Last Part, I Promise…

Do all the things you love, because you love them. Are grades important? Sure. Are SAT/ACT scores important? Sure. But it’s who you are that matters.
When you get into Stanford, you get a letter in the mail with a handwritten note on it. My note said, “Your genuine appreciation for the freedom to pursue many thespian and intellectual interests makes you a wonderful fit for the Stanford environment. I am thrilled for you to bring you love of calculus, math jokes, show tunes, languages and ‘poetic gibberish’ to the Farm! Looking so forward to meeting you in April!”
A phrase I heard again and again that my admissions officer used to describe me? A “lover of calculus, math jokes, show tunes, languages and ‘poetic gibberish’.” That silly phrase “poetic gibberish” that I used in one of my essays stuck with her. It’s who you are that really grabs people. And it will make you stand out.

Don’t be afraid to be as silly, as serious, as whatever you may be, as you really are. Remember: You’re good enough, you’re smart enough, and doggone it, people like you! Don’t be anything other than your own unique, amazing self, and don’t be afraid to show it to the the Office of Undergraduate Admission at Stanford. 🙂 You might be surprised by what happens.

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How I Came to Stanford (Alex Edition!)

Hey guys! I’m another of Amelia’s recruited bloggers, so I thought I’d introduce myself and give you a little information about myself as a newly admitted tree (that’s the unofficialmascot, by the way)!
Alrighty then. For starters, my name is Alex. I’m a girl. Just thought I’d point that out since I’ve had people mistake me for being a guy and then the first meeting with this person gets really awkward and stuff. I’m from a fairly large public school in southern California. I enjoy playing my marimba, making films, playing tennis, watching sports, traveling, staring at maps, and hanging out with my friends.
Regarding my future academic adventure at Stanford, I’m planning to major in Civil Engineering and possibly doing a double major with Architectural Design (that’s Andrew Luck’s major, in case you were wondering). From there, I’d like to earn two masters degrees and maybe even a doctorate: one in Civil Engineering and one in Architecture, with the doctorate in engineering. After that, I hope to be a sustainable architect – designing buildings that are both environmentally and aesthetically friendly.
For the entire month of April after receiving my acceptance letter to Stanford, I was in a state of pure joy. I thought I had no shot in hell of getting in. I’m sure a lot of kids feel that way, but I felt like there were many way more deserving kids at my school that would get in over me. My school has 40-something valedictorians in our class of 600. I was not one of them. My school uses the decile system of ranking since we are so damn competitive. I wasn’t in the top 10% of my graduating class. From a numbers perspective, here’s my application:
ACT: 33
SAT-II: Math II – 700, Chemistry – 720, US History – 800
GPA: 4.3373/5.0000 (we use the weighted scale)
AP Tests: AP European History – 4, AP US History – 5, AP Environmental Science – 5, AP English Language – 4, AP Physics C: Mechanics – 3, AP Chinese Language, AP Physics B, AP Chemistry, AP English Literature, AP Calculus AB,
AP Government & Politics (scores have not come in yet)
Those numbers in reflection aren’t that bad. However, Stanford doesn’t take 40 kids from one high school (unless you’re from Harvard-Westlake or Exeter or some other ridiculously amazing private school). Most schools if they’re lucky can send two kids each year to Stanford. I was sure I wouldn’t be one of them.

However, here’s what I believe got me in: my extracurricular activities and work experience. Do not underestimate what one summer can do for your college application. I had the opportunity to work on a nuclear fusion reactor in China called EAST: the Experimental Advanced Superconducting Tokamak. Basically, this fusion reactor is one of many reactors around the world the will hopefully help solve the modern energy crisis. I spent 6 weeks during one summer working on this reactor. I’m not anything close to an admissions officer, but doing something that makes you look different from thousands of other applicants is a great thing. After working in China, I was then able to give a talk at our local TEDx conference about nuclear fusion energy. Another thing that makes an applicant an admit: passion. I think having a passion for something, anything, is what Stanford wants in its students. But again, I’m not an admissions officer, so that is only my take on how to get in to Stanford.
Why Stanford? I immediately knew after getting my admissions letter and screaming about it for 20 minutes that I was going. I really didn’t apply to many “elite” private schools since I knew I wouldn’t get in to any of them. Stanford was always #1, so I just went ahead and committed a couple days later. Getting into a dream school or any school is a surreal experience. We work so hard for 4+ years just to get into college and then boom! You’re in.
All right, so moral of this very long story (sorry) is to not underestimate yourself. Apply to Stanford. Apply to your reach school. You’d be surprised about how things turn out. 

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International Student represent! Winnie’s Version

Greetings to whoever is reading this post right now : )
I am a graduate from a public high school in Taiwan.
I lived in California(on Stanford campus, to be exact) and zone 6 London for the first 7-8 years of my life; for the past 10 years I have been living in Taipei.

I play in competitive marching band, draw computer graphics, toured Europe, China, Korea with a semi-professional choir, and I play around with math competitions now and then.
I am a sci-fi and fantasy nerd, I was late for school around 30 times last semester, and I occasionally undertake weird projects in my room(such as sew 2 meter tall plushies, build lomo cameras) and drive my parents crazy.

In the future I hope to post about international student life at Stanford,
 as well as tips on how to manage entirely different curriculums that don’t even use the same language (and still have a life.)
I’m sure there are a lot of high schoolers around the world that also dream of studying in an Awesome American University, but shrink back at the thought of doing work meant for two students living on different continents.
I wouldn’t lie and say it’s going to be easy, but it’s definitely doable and not as daunting as it sounds!

I am fairly certain about majoring in Mathematics with an Art and Computer Science double minor:
from this you can probably gather that I don’t have the faintest idea of a potential career.
I don’t really mind though- I’ve recently chanced upon the term “intellectual magpie”, and even though it probably has a negative meaning, it sums up my academic interests pretty nicely.
I have geniune interest in modern physics, international relations, humanitarism, architecture and the arts, but Mathematics and Visual Arts win over those fields by a margin, so.. ; )

How I got into Stanford
“How I got in” is a hard question. I think I’ll never know for sure (sometimes I have the urge to harass my Admissions officer and bomb him with questions)
I know that I had an amazing time in high school giving my best while doing things I liked best,
then had an amazing time organizing my thoughts about what I was passionate about, putting them into words for my essays.

(Yes, I moaned about college apps a lot last year, but secretly I loved writing the essays, and I think that they were one of the most important parts of my application.)
In other words, have fun writing essays about what you really like, and don’t worry about whether it sounds grand or smart or impressive.
Just fyi, I wrote my intellectual vitality essay about fantasy novels!

Why I chose Stanford
My case is different from most people; I had only seriously considered MIT and Stanford. If I hadn’t gotten into either, I would’ve probably stayed in my own country. Mainly because I was drawn to the flexibility of choosing courses, the sheer awesomness of the faculty and the sheer abundance of resources, and that Stanford and MIT seemed to have a sort of intellectual freshness and creativity that the prestigious but old(?)Ivies lacked- but that’s just my opinion.
Then, Stanford ranked slightly higher in my mind due to non-academic reasons such as the weather and the Band.
(I’m a hardcore marching band fanatic, and even though LSJUMB isn’t what you’d expect when you hear the term marching band, damn they are amazing.)
Also, as I mentioned in the beginning, my parents left Taiwan for grad school at Stanford when I was 2 years old, and I spent a large part of my childhood on campus, so that’s another more personal reason.
I ended up being admitted to Stanford via SCEA-single choice early action, and it was an easy and almost instantaneous decision for me. I am sure I made the right choice, and I’m looking forward to sharing my experiences with you in the future!

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SLZ101: Intro to Samantha

Hi, I’m Samantha! I was accepted to Stanford REA at 5:06 PM on Friday, December 9, 2011 while at school studying for Science Olympiad. It was, needless to say, amazing. My friends who were with me at the time later said that I looked like I was having a stroke from sheer excitement. Anyway, I’ll follow the trend of my peers and post a bit about my academic profile.


I recently graduated from a public high school in suburban Minnesota. My former school has about 2200 students and typically sends about 1-2 kids per year to a HYPSM (Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Stanford, MIT) school or equivalent. Most students attend the University of Minnesota-Twin Cities.

BY THE NUMBERS (as they stood when I applied):

  • Unweighted GPA: 3.817/4.000. My GPA wasn’t the best, but I had by far the most rigorous courseload of anyone at my school.
  • Rank: 77/560. See above.
  • APs: Calculus BC 4, US History 5, European History 3, English Language and Composition 5, Chemistry* 3, Biology* 4, Human Geography* 3; awaiting scores on Physics C Mechanics, Physics C Electricity and Magnetism, Computer Science, English Literature, Statistics
  • SAT I: Reading 790, Math 750, Writing 740
  • SAT II: US History 780, Math II 760, Biology-M 740
  • ACT: English 35, Math 33, Reading 36, Science 35 (composite: 35)
  • PSAT: 216

* – I took Bio and HumGeo online through Northwestern University’s Gifted Learning Links. I admittedly didn’t put as much effort into them as I could have, but I was also independently studying Chem through my school. Junior year was definitely tough for me.

My numbers weren’t the best, especially in the GPA/rank area, but clearly they were good enough. To use a cliche, numbers aren’t everything.

I was a National Merit semifinalist (I’m a finalist now, but that wasn’t released when I applied) and an AP Scholar with Distinction.
I was also captain of my school’s Science Olympiad team and we’ve been to nationals three times and state champions twice (both of which were reflected in my application; we came in second my senior year and did not go to nationals). I was also captain of my school’s quiz bowl and knowledge bowl teams and we’ve been to the NAQT national tournament in Atlanta once (though that happened after I applied). I was also captain of my school’s math team, but I was made captain after I applied. I also did colorguard and debate for two years each and was a member of my school’s NHS chapter.
After I applied to Stanford but before I was accepted, I created a Science Bowl team with three of my friends and we made the state playoffs, though we did not win the state tournament. Stanford called my school and asked for my first quarter grades and anything I had done in the school year sometime after I applied, so they knew about SciBowl.
I’ve also done biology research at the Philippines chapter of the Southeast Asian Fisheries Development Center (SEAFDEC) (I was an intern for two weeks last summer), Thomas Jefferson High School for Science and Technology (TJHSST) (I developed my own experiment on the effects of ethanol on developing zebrafish), and Carleton College (I developed my own experiment on the correlation between rank of olive baboons and longevity).
I’m also 15 years old (SIXTEEN in less than a week!). I don’t know how my age affected my application, if at all, but it’s just something you may want to consider while looking at my academic profile. Another curious thing about me is that I won a game show when I was 10. It was so long ago that I doubt it was relevant to my application, but it’s on my resume, so I thought I’d mention it here.

I was going to put something about my essays here, but this post is long enough already. I’ll write about essays later.

I hope to major in something science-y, probably biology-related. After college, grad school is definitely happening – possibly a Ph.D., possibly an M.D., or even both (Ph.D.-M.D.)! I don’t really know. Medical research seems like a plausible career for me, but who knows? I could spontaneously decide to become a baker.
…Except that would never happen, because I baked and frosted a cake with my sister within the last couple days and it was exhausting and stressful. I don’t see a future in the culinary arts for me.

Umm… I’m not sure. Magic and luck?

Sorry, the minds of college admissions officers are as enigmatic to me as they are to you. I have some theories, though, which I’ll elaborate on later.

Sorry, this has been really long, but I have one more thing!


Funnily, I also seriously considered Harvey Mudd and Johns Hopkins as my top picks throughout my high school career. I was actually ready to apply to JHU early decision when my counselor asked me if I would have any regrets. I then realized that yeah, I would regret not applying to Stanford. I had heard about the culture and the stellar academics, but the culture was what sold me. I wanted a more laid-back (or, as they say, “chill”) atmosphere than the ominous “work yourself to death” atmosphere East Coast schools seemed to give off (disclaimer: I know some people thrive in this atmosphere; it just didn’t feel right for me); I also wanted a school that had a strong STEM (Science, Technology, Engineering, Mathematics) program as well as a strong humanities program. So I applied to Stanford REA (Restricted Early Action – you can only apply to one school REA, but if you’re accepted you can apply to more schools Regular Decision) and, when I was accepted, decided not to apply to the other 13 schools on my list. I haven’t regretted it one bit. I was also accepted to a couple of ‘safety’ schools. However, the ‘safeties’ I applied to I was completely prepared to go to. I did not think that I would get in to that good of a school, and I was absolutely convinced that Stanford would reject me. In short, I got very, very lucky.

So, I hope my voice is somewhat unique in this lovely group of people! I chose FroSoCo (Freshman-Sophomore College) as my #1 pick for a dorm, so hopefully I’ll be able to give some insight into how that works this fall. I also have a lot of theories about how college admissions works and am always happy to give advice about the college application process.

And if you read all of this:

Neil Patrick Harris is one of the best people out there. If you haven't already seen it, I recommend Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog.

Expect to see more of me in the future,

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