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When I was in ninth grade, several of my classmates had to write an essay essentially titled “This Is How Fabulous My Life Will Be at 30.” A few earnestly wrote their acceptance speeches for the Best Actress Oscar. A few had dates for their wedding and weights for their babies. A few were running for president (yes. At 30, five years before anyone is Constitutionally eligible).
As far as dirty little secrets go, mine is tame, lame and sadly well-known: My favorite movie is The Sound of Music. I know. But trust me, I didn’t open myself up to Google-able humiliation for the hell of it.
Once upon a time, I was a high-school senior with questionable blonde highlights, a stellar resume and a head full of dreams about my amazing future — all of which began and ended with me attending The One Perfect School. TOPS, I was convinced, was going to make me an interesting person. I was going to come back with new clothes and new ideas and new friends, who were minor royals or former Olympians or from exotic countries like England. I would therefore be awesome.
There are two types of second-semester seniors: Those who write theses, and those who don’t. I’m unclear about exactly what the ones who don’t write a thesis do (I’ve heard rumors about Smokes and Blarney) but the ones who do write theses spend marathon weekends in the library, binge on cupcakes, overdose on Diet Coke, obsess over sub-chapter subtitles and have dreams where former U.S. President Richard Nixon wields a light saber while presiding over a Bachelor-style reality show.
Over spring break, I got one of the biggest wake-up calls possible to remind me that I am (practically) a full-fledged adult. No, not another graduation e-mail, though I wasn’t exactly thrilled to pick up my cap and gown. It was a breathy, excited phone call from my oldest friend in the world — her boyfriend had proposed, and she wanted me to be a bridesmaid in her summer 2011 wedding.
My name is Alyssa, and I have a problem. My beverage of choice is always Diet Coke. One friend estimated that, when not sleeping or at the gym, the probability that I have a Diet Coke in either my hand or bag is around 80 percent. (It’s probably closer to 30 to 40 percent, but there’s no denying it’s my trademark beverage.) But despite my admitted over-consumption of soda, I’m still — very tentatively — in favor of Philadelphia Mayor Michael Nutter’s plans to levy a tax on sugary beverages.
This is the column I was never supposed to write. I purposefully planned my last column so I could address graduation speakers without doing a post-mortem whine on whomever the University chose to have address my dear Class of 2010. After four years of reading and editing the editorial page, one of my cardinal rules is, “Don’t touch grad speakers after they’re announced.” It is almost always a bad idea.
Soon, the University will release the news that all seniors (okay, probably mostly their parents) have been waiting for with bated breath: Who will be the graduation speaker?
P resident Barack Obama unveiled his budget plan last week, and like most things involving him, it was accompanied by a fair amount of noise — this time, over the fact that the President froze non-defense, non-security discretionary spending. And (probably like most of you), I’m a little unclear on what that means. One thing I’m thrilled about, though, is Obama’s desire to expand the Pell Grant program for college students. It’s about damn time.
It’s always on your mind. You do it three or four times a day — often with friends or one special person, sometimes alone. Sometimes it’s wonderful; other times, meh. At any rate, you need it to live.
Call me old-fashioned, but every time I hear about a new, specialized major or minor in the College — like the announcement earlier this month of an international-development minor — I get suspicious. Maybe it’s because my majors (history and communication) are wonderfully vague in terms of their potential applications, but nontraditional majors and minors automatically make me worry about universities caving into students’ whims and possibly eliminating older, but important, programs.
So, you’ve got a place to live, but now it’s time to furnish your new pad. What’s a budget-conscious student to do?
On Wednesday, the Pennsylvania House of Representatives unfortunately rejected a measure that would ban hand-held cell-phone use while driving in the state of Pennsylvania.
Amira Fawcett is an Engineering senior from Houston. Her e-mail address is fawcett@dailypennsylvanian.com.
Alicia Puglionesi is a College senior from Havertown, Pa. Her e-mail address is puglionesi@dailypennsylvanian.com.
Janice Dow is an College sophomore from Los Angeles. Her e-mail address is dow@dailypennsylvanian.com.
Daniel Schwartz is an College junior from Decatur, Ga. His e-mail address is schwartz@dailypennsylvanian.com.
While the economic situation has raised both anxiety levels and the number of federal financial aid applications nationwide, Penn has not yet seen many effects, officials said.
Penn President Amy Gutmann and her husband, Columbia law professor Michael Doyle, have made a $100,000 contribution toward undergraduate resources at Penn.
Though higher education is beginning to feel the weight of the economic crisis - in recent weeks some schools have explored the possibility of selling off private equity or have implemented hiring freezes - Penn is in better shape than many Ivy League schools.