– Led Zeppelin, ‘Ramble On’
Let me ask you: have you ever had a dream – a huge, seemingly unattainable dream – that you chased after, strived toward, and ultimately lived out to the fullest of your capabilities?
Let me preface this with the fact that I consider myself immensely, inexplicably blessed to have such selfless parents,
– Pink Floyd, ‘Hey You’
I’ve said this before in other posts I’ve written about college, but I believe it still holds true: living on campus can often feel like living in a bubble. Our primary concerns include studying for exams, completing homework assignments, writing essays, and working some sort of job; often times, we get lost in this fairly comfortable world of academia, forgetting that there is a whole entire world outside of our physical and mental borders.
If I’m being completely honest here, I find myself in this bubble quite a bit. That being said,
Once upon a time, there was a socially awkward freshman girl who came to Hawk Hill thinking that four years is quite a long time to be in college. She thought she would get sick of life here, but then she made quite a few friends, joined clubs, and got super involved so her days were filled with constant happenings and all the while she was having fun. Weeks and months passed by right before her eyes. Then one day, when she took a moment’s pause she discovered she was in the midst of her senior year. In the wake of her realization,
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.
In the first semester of my sophomore year at SJU, I came face to face with a certain quote that both excites and terrifies me to the core.
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”
On the surface this is an inspiring bit of writing. Anyone can appreciate the way the words jump at you,
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 –