We’re only two weeks away from the first day of classes on Hawk Hill. This is one of the most exciting times of the year; seeing friends, being back on campus, feeling the freedom of college once again. There are a bunch of exciting things happening all within the first month of school. Here are some events you can look forward to while packing and buying textbooks.
1. Welcome Home Mass: Sunday, August 27th, 7PM
Welcome Home Mass is the first mass of the semester held at the Chapel. It’s a fun way to ring in the new school year,
Remember that one time I updated you on my life? And said how everything was on the ups? Fun fact about that, I got yet another peritonsillar abscess just one day after uploading Part 4 of that saga, and then had to schedule to get my tonsils out just two weeks later, oh the irony.
Some things I’ve realized now looking back at this summer is that nothing goes as planned, and being able to swallow without a care in the world is such an everyday luxury that I sure took for granted.
I’ve been known to tell/scream to people that they are acting like children. Upon several occasions, I’ve confiscated people’s phones when I didn’t like their behavior, I’ve told people their actions were stupid and they should reevaluate their lives, and I would even discipline them by explaining what they did was wrong and why they shouldn’t do it again. With a burst of lightning and dramatic orchestral music playing in the background, I realized I was acting like a mother to my friends.
This can’t be happening… I thought to myself. How did I get to be the mother of my friend group?
I’m sure you all have been just dying to know what happened there in the doctor’s office. Well folks this visit was a successful one and thank goodness for that! Though, please skip to the next paragraph if medical discussions make you queasy! I am sure you all thought I was going to get my tonsils out, but to your surprise, and quite frankly mine, I did not. Instead, the doctor numbed my tonsil, took a needle, and drained it. I know, gross. Though I didn’t feel instant relief from the pain, mentally I felt like the biggest weight had been lifted.
June 6th-June 15th
Welcome my friends to Part 3, the part of my life where my summer actually begins! This summer I decided to take an internship in Old City working for an event planning company. No need to fear, I will explain this whole process very soon, but basically I chose to stay in Manayunk for the summer in order to do the internship in Old City, Philadelphia. To do this I simply (although moving is never simple) transferred my belongings over to my sisters humble abode in Manayunk as it is just her and I there for the summer.
You’ve heard the term in the Declaration of Independence. If you’re a Kid Cudi fan, you know he has a song entitled “Pursuit of Happiness.” Or if you’re a movie buff, you know of the Will Smith movie, “Pursuit of Happyness.” But what does the pursuit of happiness really mean?
Well, no one actually knows. It’s been interpreted in so many different ways that’s it’s hard to describe exactly what it means. Pursue what you think will make you happy. Duh. But what will make you happy?
That, dear reader, is up to you and only you.
This year, I attended the SJU undergraduate commencement ceremony for the first time. My partner was graduating, so of course I was there to pridefully acknowledge that more personally touching occasion. But, as I tend to, I found myself falling into the role of an observer. The fascinated social scientist, reveling in her detachment from the unfolding scene, clinging to the outsider’s island of perfect non-bias. Congratulating herself on her complete impartiality.
Only after I had made my final calculations, stacked up my data, and sorted my Excel sheet (…kidding…) did I realize the absurdity of my imagined experiment.
Patience is the key to everything you want in life! No, that’s not necessarily true. Patience is super important. Yeah, but not entirely the point. Rome wasn’t built in a day, in fact it was built with patience and marble. Still not what I’m looking for.
Okay, I’m terribly impatient, but I never knew how important it was to be patient, until I applied for six internships for the summer, and ended up only getting one.So, let’s go back. I applied to two internships in March for the summer and did not get either of them. I heard back within a day for each one,
– Peter, Paul and Mary, ‘Leaving on a Jet Plane’
Well, actually, I do know when I’ll be back again: four and a half months from now. November 19.
In a little less than eight days, I’ll be heading over 9,000 miles across the world with no one I know (know one I know yet, anyway). In just over a week I’ll be in Sydney, Australia, and in two I’ll travel to Melbourne. And once there, I’ll be officially a University of Melbourne student for the next four months.
I’m typing all of this,
May 12th-June 5th
Here we are, Part 2 of my snippet of life. Quick recap of Part 1, I ended up leaving to go home to recover from my oh so painful strep throat. So did I end up not taking my finals you may ask? Unfortunately no. But, the Office of Student Success was very helpful in rescheduling my finals for when I felt better, which was much appreciated.
After my finals were done I spent about a week or so at home, and then packed up one more time to move back to school,