A post in the calm before the storm of college admission lettersThe world in which you are awaiting college decisions is not the same in which I did, nor that in which students a year behind you will. That said, with college decision letters on the horizon, I'd like to give you some of my own advice.
Finding Fun on CampusYou read that right, guys. Though there is no shortage of schoolwork here, many students have found a work/life balance which leaves room for moments of enjoyment and relaxation.
- No. 1
Whether it’s friends, sweets, bubbly, and The Notebook or a low-key singleton’s showing of Chef’s Table, there’s no wrong way to do a movie night. Even just half an hour is an excellent way to relax after the day.
If you’re really into the movie scene, the Hopkins Center for Visual and Performing Arts (the “HOP”) shows movies on a weekly if not nightly basis in their theater. $5 student tickets make it fun and convenient to stay up-to-date with the newest releases. Besides, if walking to the theater with your friends on a snowy evening isn’t one of the perks of college, I don’t know what is.
- No. 2
Sunrise and chill
During Dartmouth’s First Year Trips, students are introduced to the idea of a “sunrike”—a hike up a hill or to a mountaintop in order to watch the sunrise.
If you are so athletically inclined, I wish you well.
For the rest of us, I propose an alternative: the sunrise. Genius, no? This is a quiet tradition for which I have much respect: waking up an hour or so early in order to watch a winter sunrise. That’s all. No expectations, no mistakes, just silence and a stunningly beautiful sunrise. As we’re nearing spring, this is sometimes accompanied by birdsong. It’s one of the best ways to start a morning.
- No. 3
This week at the grocery store, I spent a sum total of less than $8 to elevate my weekly staples to a fun spread which made me happy and brightened this week’s meals. Bubbly water, red grapes, and a loaf of artisan bread joined the table (or desk, rather), making me feel fancy and frivolous and grown up.
Perhaps next week I’ll buy fig jam…?