saint joseph’s university
On Friday I ran the Student Union Board‘s (SUB’s) first late night event of the semester!
The event was First Friday, which features numerous galleries and local artists from the Philly area!
“First Friday is a unique cultural event in Philadelphia and one of the city’s most popular evening escapes. Held the first Friday night of each month, this arts community ‘open house’ brings together city dwellers and suburbanites, contemporary arts and antique collectors, aficionados of classical and contemporary design, and theater and performance buffs.”
And added to that list was Saint Joe’s students!
It’s Saturday night and I’m currently in my dorm room, listening to the new Beach House album, doing my homework for Tuesday (does that make me lame?) [nerds are hip, right?].
Recently, in my Civic Media class in the Communications department, we had discussed social capital and whether it had been declining or not and also digital media’s role in this decline or incline. Then, when I went to do my Sociology of Migration homework that same night, I started reading the assigned book, which had started to discuss social capital and its relationship to Migration-Trust Networks.
– 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,
“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,
Summer is a great time to do nothing: but summer is also a great time to be productive. With that in mind, here is the final installment of my Twitter series. Read on to hear my (admittedly, amateur) opinion about being professional on social media, and to think about using some summer break time to work on your own accounts.
To view my last two reflections about Twitter, click on these links:
From what I’ve learned so far, Twitter is what you want to make out of it. You can use it as a news source –
– Alice Cooper, ‘School’s Out’
After finishing final exams and moving out of dorms, apartments, and houses, we have finally been graced with the presence of the hallowed summer vacation.
My first week of break has been almost strictly unwinding, as I just restarted working at my summer job yesterday. My sleep schedule has already been turned upside-down; four in the morning feels a lot more like four in the afternoon than it ever should, thanks to sleeping in late and drinking coffee at midnight (genius idea, I know.) My childhood room is just as I left it so many months ago: record player and stack of albums in one corner,
– The Bee Gees, ‘Edge of the Universe’
Finals week is upon us, which means stress levels are heightening by the minute and relaxation time is vital to mental survival.
I can’t think of a much better way to relieve tension than participating in the Paws for a Study Break program at St. Joe’s. The wittily-titled event brings local therapy dogs to the Drexel Library and Post Learning Commons for a few hours on reading day, which is the day before final exams begin. Students sign in and are then allowed to pet, play with, or even just fawn over adorable,
Finals. Projects. Presentations. Essays. Desperately trying to raise grades. Graduation. Living with your parents again.
All of those things are what Lana del Rey was referencing when she sang about Summertime Sadness, right?
The end of a semester is bittersweet in college. The conclusion of fall semester is bitterly cold but also enriched with the sweetness of Christmas and a month break from school. As spring semester comes to a close, students are teased by warm weather one day and hail the next. But the idea that a summer of warm nights, beach trips,