Well here it comes; the end of the year. Students were packing up their rooms and heading home all last week. Cleaning out the dorms is a passage. Just like “striking” a set at the end of a show is to help you put away the memories and help you move on, moving out of the dorms for the summer is a way of reminiscing on the past year and packing up those memories and moving on.
Looking back on my last two years at The College of Idaho, I feel a lot of gratitude. Not only do we have a beautiful, active, friendly campus, we also have an incredibly safe campus. Never once have I felt threatened or scared, or remotely in danger, which is pretty unbelievable considering I’m skipping through what is considered the city of Caldwell. But really, The College of Idaho has done a wonderful job in putting up some seemingly magic, invisible walls which protect the campus from all sorts of funky danger stuff.
Everyone knows that the best part about a school dance is not the free Panda Express, the sweet venue in downtown Boise, or the charismatic DJ’s (although those things never go unnoticed)… All that anyone really cares about, and remembers for that matter, is getting dressed up, curled, and glossed with the girls!
The only one. It's pretty much packed, all the clothes I'll be wearing, the daypack that I'll be using to walk around with. Almost all of my clothes are synthetic so I could wash them in a river if I needed to. We got our itinerary for our trip this week. It's crazy to see our journey mapped out, and today I've never felt so excited. I just have to order a book that I plan on reading while I'm over there. Otherwise I'm set.
This is what my nurse gave me so I'd remember to take my typhoid vaccine every other day. I took a pill each morning, filled with a nice dose of living Typhoid to tango with my immune system. I finished the course today. Hoping that it sticks.
"How does Chinden Blvd. look so well kept?" you may ask... Well, your RA's clean it up, of course! Three times a year, the trusty College of Idaho Residence Life staff put on their neon armour and gloves to conquer the trash that is littered along a section of Chinden Blvd. here in Caldwell.
This time of year (I discovered by using my awesome freshman observing skills) is dangerous. The evil sun beckons. It beckons each and every one of us to unlock our inner child and lay out in the sun, play frisbee, and climb trees.
It's hard to do anything else but spend the entire day outside. Even though I really wish i could spend an entire day outside, i can't. For many it can be difficult to find the motivation to carry on, especially for seniors who are experiencing symptoms of senioritis at this time.
Spring Break! I don’t know about you but when I think of Spring Break I picture an entire week on the beach, an overdose of sun, and fun times with friends. As a freshman I had this preconception that Spring Break was reserved for road trips and partying. Naturally my friends and I proceeded to plan a week-long trip to Canada. Why Canada you may ask? Well, it was close by, it was a whole new country and none of us had ever been there. Being the naïve teenagers that we are, the cost of the trip was not really taken into much consideration.