1 week down

And only 14 more to go…

Another semester has come to Ithaca, and I can honestly say that I am more excited about this one than any others before. While I consistently went to 25 credits the first week, I have almost figured out what classes I really want to be in and which ones I really don’t. In addition to fulfilling big requirements  for my major, I shall also be learning all about Suberbia and how Suburbs are planned and why society has chosen to migrate out of the city. When I add this to my class on financial planning, and a media communications class, also both classes I think i will fully enjoy, life seems like it shall be a breeze…now if only the temperature would rise above the single digits…

On-Campus Lunch

It seems impossible to find a simple bag of chips to eat, or something quick to go on central campus. It isn’t so much that possibilities don’t exist (although I think we could use more options) as the lines that are EVERYWHERE. We need those screens that they have at DisneyWorld that say “30 minutes from this point to the ride”. Or more food options…

This problem  is only aggravated by the fact that all the new sorority girls that, and I quote, “don’t even know how to get to Mann from here” (it isn’t, you know, one of the biggest libraries on campus or anything. And haven’t you been here for a whole semester??) that take over the lines in Trillium and Terrace…DAMN you and your new greek bags!

This job

Blogging for Cornell is one of the favorite jobs that I have ever had. Not only am I paid to write about whatever I want, but I get to pretend that people actually read it. I actually believe that I am one of the more influential people on campus (see this post, or this post, or this post…) I plan on changing the world through my writing. Yea, it can happen. I look to the characters on the only two TV shows that I watch on a consistent basis for inspiration (Hank Moody and Barney Stinson).

But this job is also very stressful. I am so nervous that the quality of my writing has decreased. Kind of like a TV show, where the first season is great, but nothing is worth watching after that. Or  Boondock Saints 2 which just couldn’t live up to the first. I need no more examples, but it is a valid fear!

My sister said: “you know, you should actually be scared that no one will read this…” My response: “Yea, like that’ll happen”. But what if it does??

And so it begins…

Coursenroll is tomorrow morning at 7 am. That is 6 am Central time…probably won’t make it up for that one.

Today, one of the best weeks of the year officially commences: Rush week. Didn’t quite make it back for that either. Unlike Coursenroll where I won’t make it because I am too lazy to wake up and don’t know what classes to take, I have a legitimate excuse for missing rush. As I mentioned last week, I had a two-week internship at a law-firm in New York. All of a sudden, I think I may want to be a lawyer…

But I digress. This week is the most important week of the year for the Greek community. Not only do we pick the people that we want to live with, hang out with, cry on each others shoulders (er, we don’t do that?) and so on, we are determining the direction of the the house. Every four years, the house is entirely different, and we start pushing it in that direction now.

It’s such a high stress week for all parties: the new girls that are tromping about in formal wear in the snow, the sorostitutes that are yelling at the top of their lungs and singing and dancing and NOT talking about boys at all, the Frat-stars that are getting drunk every night and pretending to like dudes and waking up early the next morning to clean a trashed house, and the budding boys, hoping to become men and refine their guy-flirting skills over the week.

We have to do this and then go straight into classes Monday!?!?

I have classes Monday!?!?!
I HAVE CLASSES MONDAY???????? This realization will be able to slowly sink in on my 11 hour drive back to Ithaca tomorrow…

ILR WISP

It has now been three weeks of little to no commitments while on my Christmas break. For the first time in 6 months, all of my brothers and sisters were at home. Although it was a lovely 3 degrees in Chicago, plenty of skating at the outdoor rink in town ensued, as well as a lovely visit from Santa, plenty of Christmas cookies, and the usual happiness and fun that ensue having been at home.

While winter break may be an deal time to relax, which I sure did, it also provides an ideal time to do things like attempt to evaluate what you want to do with your life. Pretty standard stuff for a winter break…

Actually, it becomes a lot easier with programs at Cornell like the “Winter InterSession Program” that is offered in ILR. This is an awesome program that allows Sophomores through Seniors the opportunity to shadow alums in various fields. All of the typical ILR fields are covered too, so there were HR opportunities, Union jobs, and a the chance to work at a labor law firm…

I was vehemently opposed to law when I started at ILR, until I fulfilled my labor law and collective bargaining requirements. All of a sudden, law school seemed like an option. Well,, that has only been solidified by this past week of my WISP opportunity. Since Chicago is not the Cornell alumni network hotspot, I traveled to New York and am currently residing on a fraternity brother’s couch as I spend the week attending mediations, Temporary Restraining Order court hearings, and going through case transcripts.

Another incredible opportunity brought to me by Cornell!!