If you haven't got one already.
2. The Technologically Challenged
You didn’t know medieval literature was a thing nor did you know that there is a difference between British and American Romanticism.
Juggling a full course load is more challenging than any of us probably thought before we came to college; and it's about to get a lot harder.
I loved your 2nd grade class. You taught me so many valuable lessons including how to play Oregon Trail. I will never forget you teaching me how to eat popcorn with chopsticks. And I loved the postcard you sent me from the Great Wall of China. How I'd love to see you again, Mrs. Eng, and thank you for all you have taught me. Let's meet up somewhere! Just NOT at any of these places...
I'm a big proponent of being friendly with your professors because obviously if you're a jerk and act like you don't care, it's going to reflect in your grades. However, there are some students who are buddy buddy with their professors, and sometimes that can get a little weird. I'm not sure how I feel about getting meals or hanging out with my professor.
Winter Break is awesome: there are no tests to study for, you get to spend time with your friends and family, and you can get lots of sleep. The worst part of Winter Break, however, is that it just seems to go by too quickly. Sooner than you probably want to think about, you'll have to start getting ready for next semester by buying books, registering for classes and moving back in to the dorms.
It’s not the beginning of the semester I’m opposed to. It’s the beginning of classes.
I love the first week back after Thanksgiving break. No scratch that, I hate it, actually. But what I do like is what that week represents. It’s the beginning of the end.
I have three finals, two papers, and one draft of my senior thesis keeping me from my winter break. Not a walk in the park, but also not an all time high as far finals week frenzies go. But yet, here I sit, far too enamored in this week’s episode of What Not to Wear to even think about getting any of this work done.
This is not a full proof guide to getting into grad school. In fact, it’s not a guide to getting into grad school at all. (I may have finished the applications but I haven’t gotten into any of the programs yet…) These are just some tips, things I wish I knew before I started the application process.
Now let me start this off by saying I have nothing against freshman. I volunteer at Orientation every year. I dutifully hand out identification cards and point them in the direction of the cafeteria/registrar/financial aid office. I’ll help them get through Writing 101. I’ll edit their articles. I’ll listen to their incessant chatter in the library with mild amusement. But um…well…actually, it’s probably a little bit more than mild amusement.
I’ve sat down to write the first entry of the column that will chronicle my final year as a college student about fifty a few times now, but I just haven’t been able to figure out where to start. So I figure I might as well start with the truth: I can’t seem to write this column because I’m not really sure how I feel about this whole “senior year” thing.