So my name is Rahul Sharma, and this year, I will be a junior at The College of Idaho. I am a Fine Art major (a really fancy title for someone who spends a lot of money and ends up with the same skill set as a graffiti artist or a house painter). I feel necessary to give y'all a brief introduction, just to put things in perspective. I am from Kashmir, which, depending upon your political, cultural and national affiliation is either a part of India, Pakistan, China or Taiwan.
These are the three best College of Idaho workouts destined towards the end of the year:
1) Moving out! Not only are your arms super “swoll” by your eighth trip to the car, but when you are lucky enough to live on third floor Finney (lucky me…) your legs feel the burn, too. The mini fridge takes a lot of dexterity and nimbleness taking corners, which is an awesome combination with the forty pounds of metal. So sweet, so sweet.
In January, I discovered a new passion. I bought a membership to the Caldwell YMCA, which is about a mile from campus, and found that I loved going to the group exercise classes. I kept coming back for one in particular - a Cycling class at 10:15 a.m. on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. The instructor, Ann, was fun, energetic and very motivating. She played a variety music that suited everyone's taste. I quickly noticed that she had a consistent group of regulars who would attend each of her classes - and I soon became one of them.
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!