The words in brackets [ ] are words that I am looking for replacements for. I cannot seem to pinpoint the most accurate word to describe what I am looking forrrr... but just ignore them! haha or offer suggestions for them if you'd like! thanks! :))
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.
I am in love with the color red. From my venetian backpack to my ruby binder and matching notebook, from my flaming hot Cheetos(unhealthy, I know) to my scarlet paisley bed set, its many shades [encompass] my life. Please disregard the cliché association between love and red, because that is not why the scarlets, tuscans, and chestnuts appeal to me. Actually, in the past, I accredited my love for red to my rich Hispanic heritage. It did, after all, bless me with the bronzed skin that illuminates the lowest frequency of light so well. My insight on the matter, however, has changed.
Just the other day, my mother told me how I begged my uncle for bright red boots as a child. This story would [support] my previous claim, but he is my mother's uncle - a southern, Native American man reared in the mountains. If my love for red has influences from both sides of my heritage, then perhaps it is more than a shade to compliment my [brown] eyes and flowing locks. Perhaps it is my [centrifuge].
Red represents a multitude of aspects in my life. It is my past as a woman of Spanish, Italian, and BlackFoot Indian background. It is my present as a representative of the red and black, the Hibriten Panthers. It is, hopefully, my future as a Cardinal scholar. Red ties together the tornado that is me. It reigns in my passion for exploring the difficult to explain as opposed to the difficult to accomplish. If my crimson red Chuck Taylor's and my chili pepper red laptop doesn't prove too much, I look forward to our upcoming years as roommates!
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.
I am in love with the color red. From my venetian backpack to my ruby binder and matching notebook, from my flaming hot Cheetos(unhealthy, I know) to my scarlet paisley bed set, its many shades [encompass] my life. Please disregard the cliché association between love and red, because that is not why the scarlets, tuscans, and chestnuts appeal to me. Actually, in the past, I accredited my love for red to my rich Hispanic heritage. It did, after all, bless me with the bronzed skin that illuminates the lowest frequency of light so well. My insight on the matter, however, has changed.
Just the other day, my mother told me how I begged my uncle for bright red boots as a child. This story would [support] my previous claim, but he is my mother's uncle - a southern, Native American man reared in the mountains. If my love for red has influences from both sides of my heritage, then perhaps it is more than a shade to compliment my [brown] eyes and flowing locks. Perhaps it is my [centrifuge].
Red represents a multitude of aspects in my life. It is my past as a woman of Spanish, Italian, and BlackFoot Indian background. It is my present as a representative of the red and black, the Hibriten Panthers. It is, hopefully, my future as a Cardinal scholar. Red ties together the tornado that is me. It reigns in my passion for exploring the difficult to explain as opposed to the difficult to accomplish. If my crimson red Chuck Taylor's and my chili pepper red laptop doesn't prove too much, I look forward to our upcoming years as roommates!