Stanford Summer Session: Week 5
This week’s Friday, Saturday and Sunday were the most unforgettable days in my life so far.
On Friday, we had the Summer Session talent show at a pretty big concert room. This time, I didn’t back out and just signed up straight for it. I had to audition for it in the first place, but you can probably guess the ‘competitiveness’ of the actual audition (hint: there isn’t much).
I wasn’t actually sure which song I wanted to sing, so I ended up singing two songs. It’s unconventional, but I’m glad that the RAs were flexible enough to squeeze in another performance by the same person.
There were some amazing performances! Students showcased their dancing, singing, piano playing, etc. I think there was also a magic show of some kind in the process? When it was my turn, it was as if all my anxiousness washed away. I could see my friends cheering for me in the audience and there was nothing for me to be scared about.
I got such a big round of applause and I thank everyone for giving me the courage to take that step. I’ve done things like this a few times, but it doesn’t mean that I don’t get nervous at the start.
The next day, two of my friends and I visited the pool again. It’s starting to become a weekly thing, and I’m quite happy to let it be like that. One of them challenged me to a game of ‘who can stay floating in the water without touching the floor’ while doing the egg-beater and that actually went on for more than 10 minutes. Needless to say, I was very tired, but I wasn’t going to let him win!
In the end, we tied (no, you did not win, we tied).
This week just got better and better as it went on and reached its peak on Sunday. It was a miracle that I was even able to be on the trip because I hadn’t signed up for the activity, which was visiting the ‘Museum of Ice cream’!
I had been to similar museums in Jeju and they were all a disappointment, but when I searched it up, it seemed amazing. And almost all of my close friends were going, too. So I asked if there was a place for me. While the answer wasn’t entirely positive, the RAs told me to be ready in the morning in case anyone decides not to show up.
That actually did happen and I was off to the Museum of Ice cream! We slid into the museum (quite literally — a slide was used for the entrance) and got our ice cream names. I named myself Rocky Road because honestly, that was the only name I could think of at the time. It was worth calling it a museum because there was a tour guide who took us all around the different places, let us try some sample ice creams, and told us about the history of ice cream.
My favourite place was the sprinkle pool, where you could launch yourself into a pool of plastic sprinkles and ‘swim’ in them (I don’t actually recommend doing that, because it hurts when you move too much).
I bought two pins from the store and left a little note to my parents about my wonderful time here on the wall of memories. I hope it’s still there when I visit next time...
Some of my best photos are probably from here. Just look at the pure bliss written all over my face!
Yes, this week was splendid, to say the least.