For some students, figuring it out later could mean taking an interesting class or switching their majors a few times. For others, it means risking financial aid, wasting time or choosing between passion and stability. These are not the same situation.
Nothing feels normal anymore. There is an underlying sexualization of everything, even though it is completely unnecessary. That’s the problem — people should be able to scroll through social media without suggestive content being forced on them.
Excuses like “this person did this” or “I should’ve been different because …” do not make the world better. Everyone wants to sit atop a pedestal, but wants to be placed there rather than working to earn it.
Before finals start, a good number of classes assign group projects that most students like me don’t enjoy. I can’t wait to be done with group projects. If I could remove one thing from my coursework, it would be this.
Devote yourselves to fellowship, commit to your community that’s right in front of you and be open to welcome others in. You have the power to create community. Besides, you may never know how much someone else needs a friend until you decide to be one.
The postwar order is ending in real time. The people running the world are old, and they won’t be around to live with the consequences of the choices they’re making now.
Oftentimes we’re haunted by our failures. The cycle begins with feeling inadequate, even when we’ve exhausted ourselves with a never-ending list of goals. Yet the true failure is not what we aren’t able to accomplish; it’s failing to notice or celebrate every win that comes our way.
As a freshman, I recall planning my weekends around dining hall hours, which, for an unlimited meal plan, seems rather limiting. Two years and one new food supplier later, Penland Hall is still the only spot that stays open past 9 p.m., and it happens only four nights a week. In that time, Baylor also closed Brooks Great Hall without meaningfully changing other facilities’ hours.
