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The summer months for any St. Lawrence student can easily be categorized by what month it is. For upperclassmen, May is the period of exhaustion and recuperation after taking finals, moving out, and saying goodbye to friends who are graduating.
Sherlock Holmes stories, dinner conversation about adopting a dog, and singing “The Lion Sleeps Tonight.” When I think back about my First-Year Program (FYP) last semester, these are images that immediately come to mind. Now that I have almost completed my second semester at St.
Growing up, we would be itching for the last school bell to ring, signaling that summer had finally begun! As we rushed to pack our bags and head to the buses, I always remember asking my friends what they were going to spend those couple of months doing.
The door to Richardson was locked no matter how much I jiggled the handle and knocked. Normally, I would have had no problem with this. I would have simply moved onto the next open study space with a sigh and a grin, but tonight was different.
Thelomathesian is Greek for “to want to learn”. I think that this perfectly describes my experience on the Executive Board of the Thelomathesian Society - better known as Thelmo - our student government.
Before coming to St. Lawrence, I never gave a single thought to where my food came from. Somehow, almost as if by magic, food would appear on my plate every night when I came home from school for dinner. When I graduated high school and moved onto college, the magic continued.
I’ve been in school since I was three years old, and I feel that 18 years of education is enough for now. I don’t plan on a career that will require graduate school, which makes these past few weeks my Last First Days of School.
Sometimes the thought of being a "real" adult scares me, until I remember what the Laurentian community has in store for me.
There are fewer things more nerve-racking than starting your first year of college. You're leaving home, you're living with someone that you don't know, and you're navigating around an unfamiliar campus, all while trying to juggle making new friends and going to classes.
Dear Class of 2019, Welcome to St. Lawrence University! We are all so excited that you have decided to become a Laurentian for Life.
With the Adirondack State Park being a mere 18 miles from campus, it’s no wonder that so many St. Lawrence students get a kick out of venturing to the park and frolicking in the woods.
When people ask me why I picked St. Lawrence University, I look them dead in the eye, smile, and don’t miss a beat. “I came for the chocolate milk and stayed for the people.”
Summertime: A period to rest from the year behind and prepare for the year ahead. For many college students, this is the time to work, travel, pursue an internship, or simply revel in having their parents do their laundry once again.