As you may know, our imminent demise is scheduled on the 21st of May—oddly, the very same day as Carleton’s annual Spring Concert.
Coincidence? I think not.
But, really, it is all coming to an end—and by “it”, I don’t mean humanity.
Spring term is almost over, and pretty soon I’ll be home. Alone. With my guinea pig. Books. And a tub of ice cream.
But I jest (kind of).
It’s so weird, though. September doesn’t seem all that long ago. Now, in a couple of month’s time, I’ll be a college sophomore. An entire school year has past; it’s nearly unfathomable.
Here are a couple of things I wish someone has told me before my fr0sh-year:
1. Don’t spend your dining dollars in such a ridiculous manner.
2. You should go to any event that interests you.
3. Yes, people do in fact do laundry on Friday and Saturday nights; don’t assume you’ll be able to secure machines.
4. Losing your 1card makes things really, really inconvenient.
5. If you’re not a fan of snow, appreciate autumn when you still can.
6. Ice cream at Hogan Brothers is cheap. And good.
That’s about it.
