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(01/24/17 3:26am)
My phone’s alarm went off for the second time, and I scrambled to brush my teeth, shower, change into nice clothes and run to class all in 30 minutes. During my first class, I rummaged through my backpack and discovered an old pencil and a heavily used notebook with random notes from the previous semester. “They’ll do,” I said while catching my breath from the run to class. This new semester was already starting off rough.
(11/30/16 4:36am)
I often used to get sick when I was little, and I loved it. It would usually be bad enough for me to miss out on school but not so horrible I couldn’t still play during my day off. Once I grew older, I almost never got sick. I recall growing ill once in high school, and strangely, this made me jealous my friends could stay home sick.
(11/16/16 3:47am)
Uncharacteristic of my normal self, I woke up before noon this past Saturday morning. I was in a hurry to make it to Bodo’s to meet up with a carpool and order a bagel before departing on the two and a half hour drive up to our country’s capital, Washington, D.C.
(11/02/16 2:03am)
The first time I ever visited the Lawn was during Days on the Lawn — a cursory, hectic show put on to tip the wavering student over the edge and finally commit to their home away from home for the next four years. I felt cheated that I couldn’t see what the Lawn was really like. I later reunited with the Lawn during the summer, and it was a barren place until nighttime when gleeful streakers would attempt to convince me to join in on their naked tradition. It wasn’t until I arrived on Grounds in the fall when I saw the Lawn’s true colors and realized some places were more welcoming than others.
(10/19/16 1:48am)
I recently pulled my first all-nighter. I knew it would be a rough night when I decided to get down to business and start my midterm essay — which I had told myself I would do all week — the night before it was due. Unfortunately, I didn’t know how rough it would be, but I learned a lot and chronicled my experience hour by hour in this column.
(10/05/16 1:45am)
Nearing finals week last spring, I was chugging three to four cups of coffee every few hours to function each day and staying awake until the birds began to chirp as I walked from Clemons to my dorm. It was a stressful few weeks — as most people know — and my caffeine addiction was at an all-time high. Up until then, I avoided coffee like the first-year plague. But as I slowly deteriorated into a zombie, I turned to the most common curative to sleep deprivation in college — coffee.
(09/21/16 2:33am)
It’s been almost exactly one month since I officially earned the title of “second-year,” yet it feels like it’s been only a few days. As I try to recollect the fall semester of my first year, it almost seems like another life I lived. I remember looking forward to the first home football game, then fall break, Halloween-themed parties, Thanksgiving break, Lighting of the Lawn and finally, the end of finals week. Waiting for these things seemed to take forever, but as a second-year, I’m not really looking forward to them. I’m still trying to comprehend how fall break is right around the corner and Halloween is a few weeks later. I’ve realized my sense of time has become more and more warped while in college, and it isn’t slowing down for me to catch my breath and take in and appreciate my place as a second year here.
(09/07/16 1:41am)
This semester, I signed up for an 8 a.m. Organic Chemistry class — by choice. When my friend Christine first proposed the idea to me over the summer, I didn’t even hesitate to laugh and reject it. Before this year, I worked hard each semester to carve out the perfect schedules, ones with my earliest classes pushed back as far in the day as possible. Last semester, I slept through my 11 a.m. and 12:30 p.m. classes multiple times. As a result of having a horrible sleep schedule, I couldn’t help but frivolously disregard my friend’s notion to sign up for an 8 a.m.
(08/23/16 1:09am)
1. Sticking with that back-up class you don’t want to take
(04/27/16 2:41am)
Recently, one of my best friends from high school visited me from Virginia Tech. We grabbed dinner with mutual friends and went out to the Corner so she could experience the night scene. After returning home Friday night, we hung out in our friend’s dorm room. Although we all talked throughout the entire day, we didn’t really have the chance to discuss what’s been going on in our lives and how things are different in college. We stayed up until four in the morning catching up on each other’s personal lives and how our perception of college has changed during the span of our first year as college students.
(04/13/16 3:44am)
“Tonight, let’s go to Clem.”
(03/30/16 6:18am)
I’m awkward. So, when I approached Madison in the Newcomb dining hall, I was horribly awkward.
(03/16/16 12:47am)
Sweat rolled down the side of my body and my heart was beating so hard I thought the seven other people in the room would hear it. The interviewers told me to ask myself a question and answer it. I spent what felt like minutes in silence trying to come up with a creative question.