The St. Lawrence Blog
Who is St. Lawrence University? We are a group of people with countless adventures and even more stories. The St. Lawrence Blog gives our students, faculty and staff the chance to tell their tales, in their own words and in their own way. Sharing these anecdotes in one place gives our community the chance to show how creative, daring and passionate we are about what we do. Alone, these stories are powerful; together they define St. Lawrence.
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“I can’t even watch you, you’re making me want to throw up.”
It wasn’t the professors, or even the course I was taking, that made my First-Year Program (FYP) experience so memorable. The group of unfamiliar people that I would soon come to associate with laughter, comfort and never-ending conversation enriched my first year at St.
As an English major, I’ve quickly realized that my professional path after college is not nearly as linear or pre-determined as that of a future doctor or lawyer.
Choosing to attend St. Lawrence University was almost as scary as Harry Potter choosing to attend the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Albeit, I did not have an evil man with a seventh of a soul and no nose trying to kill me, I still had a lot to worry about.
Rays of sun glisten off the freshly fallen snow as a gentle breeze drifts across the St. Lawrence Golf Course. The fields have been freshly tracked; it is a perfect day for a relaxing classic ski. We finish putting the final layer of kick wax on our skis, set them down in the tracks and clip in.
The warnings swirled as the buzz of mid-winter built. As a sophomore, teachers and friends were coming in and out of my life with stories of past and future experiences.
I received an email from the Outing Club, the Women's Resource Center (the Dub), and the L.I.G.H.T. House in late February inviting the women on campus to participate in an overnight retreat to Tupper Lake, N.Y.
Fifty college students leave their dorm rooms at 7:30 a.m., armed with passports and hockey skates. Subzero temperatures can’t deter them; the draw of beaver tails, poutine, and maple sugar-on-snow is irresistible.
Although the fresh few feet of snow that covers campus makes it seem as though summer is an eternity away, I’ll offer you a bit of advice: start planning your summer now! For one, thoughts of warmer weather will help you endure the North Country climate.
We invite you to bask in the glory of our 2001 selves as we walked in the Canton Memorial Day Parade representing our Girl Scout Troop. Back then, we never would have guessed that we’d be here now - second semester seniors at St. Lawrence University.
Ever since I was little, I’ve loved helping people. Service has always been a part of my life, and when I came to St. Lawrence University as a first-year, I started to look for a way I could give back to my new community. I participated in SLU Buddies, an amazing organization that allowed St.
Where do you get a good breakfast around here? Other than campus, these are five of my favorites.
The end of each semester always brings with it several things: impending finals, cold weather and snow for fall semester, the promise of sun and warmth for spring semester, and countdowns until our well-deserved break. For me, semesters’ end also bring dress rehearsals and concerts for the St.