My (Two) Useless Majors

If you want a really strange, gurgly feeling in your stomach, I suggest you do this: drink a 16oz cup of coffee with some half-and-half and two packets of Splenda, follow it with two sips of your friend’s Mountain Dew Voltage, and chase it all down with about 12 ounces of Mountain Dew Code Red.

I don’t feel sick or anything, but my stomach just keeps rumbling. It’s weird. I hope it stops soon, or philosophy class is going to be an awkward seventy-five minutes. Continue reading

Freshman Mistakes

It’s hard to believe, but my freshman year of college is coming to an end; on May 10th, I’ll be heading home for the summer, and exiting my dorm for the final time. It’s a little bittersweet, but at the same time, I can’t wait to start my sophomore year. While this year was really amazing, I could use a fresh start in a few aspects, and the fall of 2012 is the time to do it.

Everyone is going to make mistakes when they arrive at college, but hopefully my list can help any incoming freshman out there take note of what (not) to do when they get here! Continue reading

The Campus Seating Shuffle

Depending on the hour and location, it can sometimes be hard to find a good seat within the study spaces on campus. Some days, one gets lucky and gets the biggest and best table in the house; other days, one wanders campus hoping the next locale isn’t as full as the last.

I was in the café area of our library once, which happens to be one of the most popular places on campus to go do homework. Walking in, I began to scan the area for an open table, and circling the place once, I finally spotted an empty two-person table. I scurried over to claim it and had my hand inches away from one of the chairs when, from out of a nowhere, a white New Era baseball cap whizzed by me and landed on the table.

Have you ever seen one of these mid-air?! It's an experience.

I looked around and saw its owner standing across the room, still in Frisbee stance with his eyes dead-set on my table. I stared at the hat, and then at the owner, my mouth gaping. He simply shrugged in a sucks-for-you sort of way.

And that was the day I was Indiana Jones’d out of a table. Continue reading

My Lazy Relationship with Music

“I couldn’t sleep last night,” I once told my friends. “My floormates were being loud.”

“Why didn’t you put in your headphones?” one asked.

“Because my phone was charging on the other side of the room, so I couldn’t listen to music.”

“What about your iPod?”

“What iPod?” I asked. “Have you ever once seen me with one? I don’t own an iPod.”

“So where do you keep all your music?” another friend asked.

“What music?” I asked. “I don’t have a big collection; everything was on my old computer. I just use Pandora.”

I got many strange looks as a result. Continue reading