Even though it was a school night during Week 4, last Thursday night was a great night. Partly because Calli and I both started and completed our entire CS assignment, and partly because I ran into my beautiful RA from last year, Sasha, but mostly because the Stanford football team whom I love so-freaking-much curbstomped UCLA for a final score of 56-35. (“…eat-my-shorts!”)

Despite the victory, however, whilst embarking on the long-winded return to the octopussy suite (that’s our house) on West Campus after the game, I found myself no longer filled with joy. On the contrary, I was quite sad. :/

To sum it all up, I felt like after even such a wonderful day, I didn’t have a home to go back to.

Last year I lived in a wonderful little all-frosh dorm called Larkin. It was in every respect my home. Recently, Allan and I reminisced about the feeling of walking through the front door after a long, arduous day and feeling as if a huge weight had lifted off our shoulders. We agree that in Larkin, stresses simmered, smiles grew, and quite honestly, life got better. I love all of Stanford (ask anyone), but Larkin was the one place on all of this campus where I felt totally and completely safe. I think my friends, who fequently donned nothing more than a pair of boxers about the common spaces (@Benji), would agree.

As I was biking back to Suites on Thursday night, I admit that the following flashed in my mind: Today was so crazy, I can’t wait to get back to Larkin. As you can probably guess, that’s when I went from 😀 to :(. 

Don’t get me wrong, Suites is great. I have nothing to complain about with a roof over my head, food in my stomach and three of my very best friends living right below me. But it’s been an adjustment to go from 98 dormmates to 7. And it’s been an adjustment to go from living in a big ol’ house where all your brothers and sisters keep their doors open and pop their heads in to say hi every once in a while, to a little house where your three sisters and 4 half-cousins who you just met all live in their own rooms. (And everyone outside of your little house keeps their doors closed and locked at all times.)

So you know, things are changing. But I’m a big girl. I’ll acclimate. (Yeah, there’s no resolution to this story yet. Sorry.) And besides, change is a good thing. It makes us grow and get strong and stuff. Hype hype hype. Real talk.


Also, I am alive!

(In case you were wondering, since I haven’t posted anything in almost a month… oops.) School picked up (as it tends to do) and I found a lot of excuses to do boring stuff like schoolwork instead of writing and making videos. But I went to Boston this weekend and was able to film some, so *hopefully* there’ll be another travel vlog up soon. Anyways, here are some other life-updates for the past 3 weeks, in case you care:

  • I’m taking CS 106A, the intro to computer science class at Stanford, with ~700 other people.
    • The professor, Mehran Sahami, is adorable (and lowkey famous).
    • He throws candy into the audience if you ask a question.
    • He also uses a lightsaber as a pointer.
    • Mehran is my prush™. (Professor crush. TRADEMARKED.)
    • This is Mehran:

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  • We had a suitewarming party to christen the new pad.
    • We called it the “Sweet”warming party and had lots of candy.
    • It was jolly old time.
    • A lot of cats showed up?? Idk it was weird.

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  • Slim and I spontaneously booked flights to Rio for Thanksgiving break (WOOOOO) but I’m not letting myself get too excited because I’m currently waiting on a visa (UUUUuuhhh….)
    • In order to apply for my visa, I had to fill out an online application and send in
      • my passport
      • a copy of my driver’s license
      • a copy of my plane tickets
      • a copy of my itinerary for when I’m actually in Brazil
      • a signed visa request form receipt
      • a printed passport photograph
      • an express return envelope with insurance
      • a money order for $160
    • IT TOOK ME A WHOLE DAY TO GET ALL THAT SH*T TOGETHER AND MAIL IT TO CHICAGO.
    • If you’re religious, please pray that the Brazilian Consulate General is telling the truth when they say they will turn around a visa application in 15 business days.
    • If you’re not religious, please pick a god and pray anyways.
  • Stanford football is ranked #11 in the nation and this is me:

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  • Thomas and Raj are excited to see you at full moon on the quad… more to come on that later…
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This is Thomas and Raj. They are very excited to see you at FMOTQ. Despite appearances, they are not dating.
  • I’ve been meeting readers and it has *high key* been AWESOME (Keep saying hi. I luv it. I luv u.)
  • My brother Gus is applying to college and I’m getting anxiety. I just want him to be happy, yaknow?
  • Look at this video my sister sent me with absolutely no context.
  • FTR, I have a second brother named Keanu but he hates being in pictures/videos so I don’t show him a lot. He’s equally as fantasic as my other two siblings. (So pretty darn fantastic.)

Wellllllp it’s 3:11 and I just skipped all of CS lecture to write this. SEE. THAT’S HOW MUCH I CARE. (Haha jk I’m totally just gonna watch the lectures online later tonight. Don’t worry, Mom.) Anywho, thanks for continuing to follow the blog! I’ll be back soon! I APPRECIATE YOU! ❤

Hanging out,

Kitty

Written by Catherine Goetze

Catherine Goetze www.cathincollege.com Find me on social media! Facebook: www.facebook.com/cathincollege Twitter: @catherinegoetze Instagram: @catherinegoetze SnapChat: @catherinegoetze Contact me: cathincollege@gmail.com

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