I know that many students come to our campus while having a decent idea about how it looks like, and where the nice hang-out spots are at. But since approximately 10% of our students are international, they rarely develop such solid view of our beautiful campus.
Here are some of my favorite/memorable spots on campus:
Washington. The motherland, I like to call it, and it is the place I refer to as home. As much as I enjoy my time in the Treasure Valley (still lookin’ for that treasure), I cherish the time spent on my own turf. Just within this last week, I have seen all of the W-A’s dramatic sights, from the dry plains of Eastern Washington, to the rocky terrain of the Cascades…
Yes! I’m back despite many who would say it is too early to be back. It is interesting with us international students; many of us have a tendency of returning early, often about a week before the actual move-in day. Some of the reasons include having a good period of time to get over the jetlag and getting all moved in and settled into our housing, which normally takes a day or two. I’ve been crashing at a friend’s couch for the past two nights. I think I have one more night ahead of me.
From my experiences, a lot of college education is an exercise in common sense. If you fail to wake up in the morning, neglect your homework or disparage your sleeping schedule, you’re playing some tough odds in trying to keep some semblance of decent grades.
It’s simple enough right? Wake up, commute to appropriate/obligated location, perform required tasks. Kind of important in a work-environment, or so I’m told.
Last night I had the worst dream ever. In it, I could not perform normally. It took place in my job, Pizza Hut. A table ordered drinks, and as I went to the back to fulfill their request, I found it impossible to serve a simple Mountain Dew and water.
Just got wind of some good news… I get to jack my dad’s bike for the school year! As I return for round two at The College of Idaho, I am going to take advantage of the dreamy, flat terrain of Southwest Idaho. Last year I would start my morning jogging a couple blocks to the public library, or to the YMCA.… In my home town, a breezy jog or bike ride is rather unheard of (for each street is infamous for a hill, mountain slope, or valley that would make even Lance Armstrong shiver).
I’ll be making the trek back to Caldwell in about a week and a half, and lately I’ve been thinking about the things that I’m most excited about. Sometimes I feel like I live a double life between school and home – the difference in people, places, and routines makes me more aware of what I miss about the alternative. Here are some of the things about my C of I life that I’m most excited about returning to…
Summer is such a time warp. I swear it was just last week I was hauling my wardrobe, bedding, microwave, roommate, mini-fridge, lamp, stale popcorn, towels and guitar between my freshman dorm and my chariot (a periwinkle Toyota Highlander, i.e. Heidi). And to think I have to haul all of that back to Idaho in but a MONTH?! Cut me some slack, Father Time.