Though the title has absolutely nothing to do with the article, it has been on my bucket list to title any article like this before graduation.
This article is about the plunge; the plunge of dreadfulness that takes over each and every student after the end of the 4th week of school. Teachers start to get boring and you realize which classes you can leave a little after role is taken. And for any of us who have unusual names, you eventually give up on correcting teachers by this point. This is the time when most teachers admit that the books listed on the syllabus will never be opened. They also get a little too personal around this time. By now, we each should be able to identify their spouses, number of grandchildren, and what their natural hair color is.
Some call this senioritis, but I don’t believe it. When your personal views of college hasn’t changed in the past 4+ years, you can no longer call that senioritis.
As the days go on, and this massive heat wave ruins all of our plants growing outside, I am just appreciative that the air conditioning works at school. I thank God everyday for not living in the dorms again like last year. All in favor of getting an A/C in the dorms, or maybe a pool on top of Heath, feel free to spam Professor Karen Nishie’s email. She won’t be able to help, though she will make sure you cry before leaving Vanguard.
While walking through Outtakes today, it gave me quite a good laugh. I took a moment in between eating an extra large Butterfinger to read some of the “requests” to staff about the new foods there. Ruth, I share the same frustration about the Sour Patch Kids being removed from the shelf. Feel free to contact me when those are back. The others were priceless too, though the ones about getting more “vegan” foods, I took the liberty of discarding. Ain’t no body got time for vegan.
The countdown to Thanksgiving break starts real quick too, which also means your diet starts now. No, not the swimsuit season diet, but the diet to lose as much weight before Thanksgiving, just to prepare yourself to eat a feast for 6 nights straight before returning back to college.
Is it lunch time yet? Happy taco Tuesday.