Student Experience Blog: Academics

Freshmened Out

I finally have a moment of peace where I can just sit down and update my blog post. From move in to my first two days of classes, it's been a pretty crazy week. I can't believe that only a week ago I was moving it, it feels so much longer, in a good way that is.

I Mustache You to Get Started

Classes have officially started here at C of I, and with them new beginnings. Granted, I hadn't expected one of those new beginnings to involve hairifying amounts of mustache puns, but I'm sure I'll shaver the experience nonetheless.

Keep Calm and Try Not to Cry

Because apparently I broke a mirror (or 20) in my youth, my return to campus yesterday was met with crisis.

After putting the finishing touches on my room, I was going over my schedule before classes resumed and my friend happened to notice something just a wee bit disconcerting, in regards to my Wednesdays. I have Intro to Film from 2:10-4:10…but my Poetry Workshop starts at 3:30.

Um…well… uh-oh.

In Flux

Around this time last year, the end of summer seemed to be ending on solid ground. My future was comfortably set in stone; no last minute changes of plan were on any horizon. I had my books, I had many of my things packed, I knew when I would be moving back to campus and who I would see when I got there, and I even had a good, end of summer hangout session planned with my closest local friends. But this year, with only a couple more weeks before fall classes start, I feel like I'm in a state of flux.

Paris in the Wintertime

I have wanted to go to France, and especially Paris, for as long as I can remember. I read the Madeline books when I was little and fell in love. I took French classes and learned the language and the culture. I read books about Paris. I hosted a French exchange student. And this summer, I finally got to go.

Never Too Late to the Party

A few weeks ago, a very welcome email landed in my yotes account. It was from my advisor, Rochelle Johnson, who is returning from a year long sabbatical. Rochelle’s email asked me to be one of her research assistants for the fall semester. 

Photographic Chemistry, Tuberculosis and Mountain Passes

So it has been awhile since I have posted. Partially because there is not a lot happening day to day for me to write about. But finally, my conscience has caught up to me, so I am going to post.

I finally got my large format camera going again. For those who don't know, I use big cameras. I feel it makes me more legitimate. Also, my cameras are from at least 60 years ago.

Ashley's Declassified College Survival Guide

For all of you about to start your first year, I need you to take a deep breath. If you are like me this time last year, I’m sure you are kinda/sorta freaking out. But that’s okay. Relax.

3 Things I'm Looking Forward To: Fall Term Edition

My junior year is looking a lot closer this side of July, and it's becoming increasingly obvious that summer vacation is now on a time limit. In some ways, this is similar to my days playing in chess tournaments as a middle schooler--a friend and I will be playing a nice, slow-paced game, thinking hard about our next moves, when suddenly a tall, graying man in a suit slaps a clock on your right side, reminding you that you don't have all day and that you better make the most of what you have left.

The Politics of Seating

The other day, I got a text from a school acquaintance asking after my fall schedule. I replied, and the inquirer made the discovery I think she wanted to find, namely that she and I would likely be in the same literature seminar. She was enthusiastic about the commonality because I think she had been worried about where to sit. Or more accurately, who to sit with.

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