As Liz Lemon once said on 30 Rock, “I believe that all anyone really wants in this life is to sit in peace and eat a sandwich.” The “sit in peace” part — I’m not so sure about that. But the sandwich part, well, that I can definitely relate to.
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In elementary school, there was one day that, for me, was holier than all others. That day, my friends, was field-trip day.
Thank you, loyal readers. You’ve made the decision to continue reading this column after that headline and byline. After all, today is a big day on campus. It’s the official start of the 38th annual Spring Fling!
Whether they want to be politicians, filmmakers or social workers, all students seemingly have graduate school in mind for their future. Maybe they’re headed there next year to become a doctor. Maybe they’ll work for a year or two before pursuing a Master of Social Work. Perhaps they just see it on the horizon because their life plan includes eventually earning a Master of Business Administration.
Yesterday, I came home to eight Facebook invitations to upcoming campus events. I’m by no means special — the majority of us are consistently being inundated with a stream of invites. It’s a symptom of our diverse, always pulsating campus that new events are created and promoted each and every day.
Like so many second-semester seniors, I have a bucket list of notable attractions in and around Philadelphia that I’m hoping to squeeze in before picking up my diploma. This growing to-do list led me to register for a preceptorial at Penn’s Morris Arboretum.
Over spring break, I — like many Penn students — made the trek to New Orleans to catch beads and eat beignets at Mardi Gras. However, unlike many of my peers, my trip did not consist of a brief two-and-a–half-hour flight out of Philadelphia International Airport. Rather, I was part of a select group of individuals that decided to make a road trip out of it.
In the spring of my freshman year, I arrived at Irvine Auditorium to see my first prominent speaker on campus — Karl Rove. Penn had been abuzz that week over the Social Planning and Events Committee’s somewhat controversial selection.
If there’s one thing I’ve realized in my few weeks as a columnist, it’s that writing is hard, and writing creatively is even harder.
Everyone tells you that your freshman year is one of the best of your life. Your parents provide you with everything you need, but you have the independence of making your own decisions. Yet, as a senior looking back, I’m not sure that freshman year is quite what it used to be.
Hunting season is underway — well, job hunting, that is. For the next few months, students from all four Penn undergraduate schools will unite in their search for the elusive summer internship. Whether partaking in on-campus recruiting or surfing PennLink, the general consensus among students consistently seems to be that one location reigns supreme — New York. Students recognize an established pattern in the life cycle of the Penn upperclassman — New York internship after one’s junior year followed by a return to Penn for senior year and then, hopefully, a post-college job offer that leads back to the Big Apple. Thus, in the summer internship search, many students often overlook a prime summer internship destination — Washington, D.C.
A friend at Brown University recently messaged me about a great speaker who had come to her campus. She told me that the speaker was interested in traveling to Penn and asked if I could get the event published in our Morning Mail. Unable to admit my cluelessness, I drew upon the trusted Google search for assistance. Brown’s website explains that Morning Mail is “an electronic news digest sent to faculty, staff and students each morning.” Faculty, staff and student groups thus have the opportunity to submit major university news and events each afternoon to be e-mailed to the entire community the following day. Needless to say, once I knew of its existence, it seemed quite odd to me that this service did not exist at Penn.