Virtually all of Stanford's undergraduates live on campus. What would you want your freshman year roommate to know about you? Tell us something about you that will help your roommate -- and us -- know you better.
Well, if we're to be roommates, we are going to be spending quite a lot of time together so it might be best that you know my shortcomings beforehand.
It may seem a bit peculiar to you initially so I best explain now so we can get over the awkwardness that will likely follow. I absolutely insist on a minimum of two fire extinguishers in our room. As an ex firefighter, I strongly believe in fire safety (perhaps a tad fanatically) and considering that when I attempt to cook, a disaster is simply waiting to happen. On that note, perhaps it is best if I'm banned from the kitchen. Considering my signature dish is oreos dipped in Nutella, I know my tastes tend to terrify people, particularly my mum. Although personally I think anyone who hasn't tried my Nutella crusted Oreos is severely missing out on one of life's greatest pleasures.
I'll be quite frank with you, I don't plan on being in the dorm all that much. I would rather be tinkering down in the lab or relaxing at the nearest coffee shop than being confined in my room. I do warn you however, I have a horrible habit for spontaneous road trips. When the lull of boredom overcomes me I can't help but want to explore. Particularly with Los Angeles, San Francisco and San Jose just a car ride away, it seems an injustice not to do so.
So what does this all mean? Will I cause the kitchen to combust into flames? Unlikely.
Will I try to drag you along on hastily planned road trips? Definitely.
Will I make for a boring roommate? I'll let you decide.
Well, if we're to be roommates, we are going to be spending quite a lot of time together so it might be best that you know my shortcomings beforehand.
It may seem a bit peculiar to you initially so I best explain now so we can get over the awkwardness that will likely follow. I absolutely insist on a minimum of two fire extinguishers in our room. As an ex firefighter, I strongly believe in fire safety (perhaps a tad fanatically) and considering that when I attempt to cook, a disaster is simply waiting to happen. On that note, perhaps it is best if I'm banned from the kitchen. Considering my signature dish is oreos dipped in Nutella, I know my tastes tend to terrify people, particularly my mum. Although personally I think anyone who hasn't tried my Nutella crusted Oreos is severely missing out on one of life's greatest pleasures.
I'll be quite frank with you, I don't plan on being in the dorm all that much. I would rather be tinkering down in the lab or relaxing at the nearest coffee shop than being confined in my room. I do warn you however, I have a horrible habit for spontaneous road trips. When the lull of boredom overcomes me I can't help but want to explore. Particularly with Los Angeles, San Francisco and San Jose just a car ride away, it seems an injustice not to do so.
So what does this all mean? Will I cause the kitchen to combust into flames? Unlikely.
Will I try to drag you along on hastily planned road trips? Definitely.
Will I make for a boring roommate? I'll let you decide.