Now that SJU is officially in full swing, you may be asking yourself; what is there to do in my free time? Many SJU students ask this question. Being involved is something that we all “want” to do, but when it comes down to it we struggle to find where exactly we fit in. What is the best option to enhance the college experience? Below I have provided you with options, highlighting some of the more popular choices found on the SJU campus, but remember these are only a few of many options available to the student here at St.
I pass my old dorm, wondering how I haven’t yet walked into it, swiped in, and taken the stairs to the third floor like I did all of last year. I walk around campus actually knowing where all of my classes are. I am already a part of organizations on campus and actually ran parts of Welcome Week and the Student Union Board table at the activities fair instead of just walking around enjoying all that the school has to offer.
– The Beatles, ‘Back In The USSR’
Finish my summer job: check. Unpack my posters, clothing, and food: check. Spend hours putting together my IKEA furniture: check. Buy my schoolbooks: …almost check.
And just like that, summer is officially over. Classes are back in session and campus is bustling. Before you know it, you’ll be back in the swing of getting up early, going to classes, savoring free periods, and seeing your friends in the Barbelin courtyard.
For those who are new to SJU, whether you’re a freshman or a transfer,
– The Who, ‘Going Mobile’
I’m writing this to you from a café in Kraków, Poland. It’s nighttime here; back in the States it’s mid-afternoon.
Everything feels just a little bit backwards. My parents are often just falling asleep at midnight when I’m waking up at six in the morning. Trams run on tracks above ground, unlike SEPTA, which rides the rails below Philadelphia. Obiad, the largest meal, is eaten at midday, contrary to more filling American dinners eaten later in the evening. Ice cream, or lody, seems to comprise more than half of Krakowians’ food pyramid,
College, as you’ve probably been told a thousand times, is a time for new experiences, trying new things, having adventures and so on. People never tell you what they’re talking about when they say “new experiences,” but I can tell you, they are most definitely, without a doubt talking about doing laundry. You’d be surprised at how many people have never had to do their laundry before coming to college; I know I didn’t. I didn’t want to wait until my 20s to learn how to do my laundry, although Rachel from FRIENDS made it seem cool. I actually had to call my mom to have her explain how to do laundry over the phone.
“I feel like such an adult.”
So I said yesterday, while in the process of buying a mouse trap.
At what point did it become an “adult” thing to have to deal with mice in your apartment? Adulthood should be associated with having pro-actively cleaned counters and secured food, not with spending 9 dollars on a reactive solution to a mouse emergency. Adulthood should be associated with taking responsibility for preventing bad situations, not just for responding to them when they pop up.
Undergraduate college students are placed in a strange box between childhood and adulthood.
College can be a big transition for most, if not all, people making the big leap. Looking back a year later since I moved into Villiger 338, I can honestly say that the only feelings I can remember were excitement to move into my own, new space (and to decorate it however I pleased) and the sadness of leaving my friends and family.
Now I’m a sophomore (woah) and the same emotions are consuming my body just like last year.
However, I would say that there are a lot of differences. Freshman year you’re more consumed with freaking out over the location of your classes,
Whenever anyone asks me whether or not I have siblings I never cease to be stunned. I always respond with a quiet “What?” when really I mean “What?! How could you not know I have siblings?!” It is a simple question with an even simpler answer: yes. I could even eliminate the bonus questions of how many siblings do you have or are they older or younger by saying, yes I have two older sisters. You are probably wondering “What is wrong with this girl? People are just trying to make polite conversation with her. How could they possibly know she has siblings if they just met her?
– Bob Dylan, ‘Mixed-Up Confusion’
I’ve noticed lately on this blog that people have been writing about their majors, and I realized I’d recently written a piece in that same vein. This originally appeared on Femsplain, a website that serves as a community for anyone who identifies as female to share their stories and receive support.
I believe, though, that the topic of the piece transcends gender; it’s something many college students can relate to, as a great deal of students have likely been made to feel insecure about their choice of major at one time or another,
– The Beatles, ‘Paperback Writer’
…Well, not exactly a paperback writer; more so a music journalist.
And that’s precisely how I’ll be spending a good chunk of my summer, thanks to an internship I’m doing with REBEAT magazine, an online publication centering around “mid-century music, culture, and lifestyle.” If you know me (or at least if you’ve taken a glance at my bio) you’ll understand how excited I am about this opportunity.
The last thing I expected to do this summer was find a suitable internship position;