annastar95
Nov 21, 2012
Undergraduate / 'a secret television addict' - Stanford: Note to your Future Roommate [3]
Hey! I came onto this website and saw great essay reviews so I thought I would ask for some help revising this short answer for the Stanford Supplement. Feel free to be critical.
Virtually all of Stanford's undergraduates live on campus. Write a note to your future roommate that reveals something about you or that will help your roommate - and us - know you better
Dear Roommate,
Hello! My name is Anna. Since you'll come to find out eventually, I would like to caution you about my last name; it can be intimidating, I know, but I hope someday you can see past this jarring monstrosity so we can be friends. Prepare yourself- it's a big one. Starodubtseva. There. It's all over. Just take a deep breath and let it settle in. Before you run away in fright, I just want you to know that there is no pressure to remember or even know my last name. I've heard every variation of my last name, from Star, Stardubstep, Stardonasaurus (because I'm a dinosaur?), and others, so feel free to make up your own. All very creative, I admit, but I'm interested to hear yet another take on my impossible feat of a last name.
Surprisingly, my last name isn't my only defining feature; I am also a secret television addict. Logic would have you believe that because I'm a dancer, I'm constantly active and energetic, but you're more likely to see me lounging on the couch watching late-night Netflix than getting up at 6 in the morning to go for an early-morning jog. If that's what you like to do, go ahead, I won't stop you; just know that it'll be extremely hard to resist joining me in my late-night adventures when you hear soft giggles and smell savory popcorn wafting towards you. I won't deliberately tempt you, but just know that each night you might hear my laughter getting infinitesimally louder and the smell of popcorn getting infinitesimally stronger, each calling your name until you're forced to give in to the overwhelming desire. I would like to apologize in advance for this happening and for my being a bad influence.
Hopefully this won't all be one-sided; maybe your last name will be just as impossible as mine, and maybe your bad influence will rub off on me as well. I look forward to finding out.
Hey! I came onto this website and saw great essay reviews so I thought I would ask for some help revising this short answer for the Stanford Supplement. Feel free to be critical.
Virtually all of Stanford's undergraduates live on campus. Write a note to your future roommate that reveals something about you or that will help your roommate - and us - know you better
Dear Roommate,
Hello! My name is Anna. Since you'll come to find out eventually, I would like to caution you about my last name; it can be intimidating, I know, but I hope someday you can see past this jarring monstrosity so we can be friends. Prepare yourself- it's a big one. Starodubtseva. There. It's all over. Just take a deep breath and let it settle in. Before you run away in fright, I just want you to know that there is no pressure to remember or even know my last name. I've heard every variation of my last name, from Star, Stardubstep, Stardonasaurus (because I'm a dinosaur?), and others, so feel free to make up your own. All very creative, I admit, but I'm interested to hear yet another take on my impossible feat of a last name.
Surprisingly, my last name isn't my only defining feature; I am also a secret television addict. Logic would have you believe that because I'm a dancer, I'm constantly active and energetic, but you're more likely to see me lounging on the couch watching late-night Netflix than getting up at 6 in the morning to go for an early-morning jog. If that's what you like to do, go ahead, I won't stop you; just know that it'll be extremely hard to resist joining me in my late-night adventures when you hear soft giggles and smell savory popcorn wafting towards you. I won't deliberately tempt you, but just know that each night you might hear my laughter getting infinitesimally louder and the smell of popcorn getting infinitesimally stronger, each calling your name until you're forced to give in to the overwhelming desire. I would like to apologize in advance for this happening and for my being a bad influence.
Hopefully this won't all be one-sided; maybe your last name will be just as impossible as mine, and maybe your bad influence will rub off on me as well. I look forward to finding out.