The Carletonian

Studying in high school was harder than it is here at Carleton.  That’s right.  I said it. Before you dust off the pitchforks and berate me in a fit of pride over how hard the work is here, hear me out and read closely: I said that the studying is easier now, not the material.  Surely, the material is more advanced and therefore more difficult.  This much is clear and always will be.

A lot of the writing I do talks about the need for more variety of opportunities to do more than write papers and to do more independent, self-directed work. A lot of the opinions are directed at the establishment.” The idea is that a lot of opportunities are restricted at a curriculum level and it prevents students from working with the system to achieve their curriculum- goals.

I’m thinking about writing a Carletonian column this week about a bad grade I got last term. It’s the worst grade I’ve gotten so far at Carleton, and – knock on wood – will be the absolute nadir of my academic performance for the rest of my life.

“How was spring break?” is one of those questions that people feel obligated to ask, but really don’t want to hear a ton of detail about. After all, we all had a spring break; it becomes tedious to keep track of what everyone did beyond maybe one or two major highlights. As such, when briefly describing my spring break, I feel obligated to explain what I did, rather than describe something as purportedly minor as my food experience.