Graduation is only seventeen days away, and as I look back on my four years at Fairfield, I have the following insights to offer:
lIf you are a freshman finishing up your first year and getting ready to blow off final exams, don’t. I have been to several career and graduate school events, and someone always asks what you should do if you had a “bad semester freshman year.” Guess what gang, grad schools and employers don’t care; they are going to accept and hire the kids who didn’t waste their time dorm hopping.
lTake difficult core classes, you would be surprised how much more beneficial Microbiology will be than Rainforest Ecosystems.
lGo to class.
lIf you want awards and accolades from Fairfield administrators, join the student government. If you want job skills and a great resume, join The Mirror.
lIf you want good concerts, transfer.
lWe are the last class to ever experience a Luau and Clam Jam in the same year. Thus, the beach is officially dead. However, it would be wonderful if some sort of organization existed, comprised of elected officials perhaps, that would challenge that injunction in court.
Group work should officially change its name to: “Work credited to five people that was done by one person.”
lThat kid you always make fun of in class for answering questions does make fun of you for being a moron.
lDon’t complain about registration unless you’ve ever tried to fit 3,000 students into five separate classes leading to the qualifications for a degree.
lUntil the school stops referring to the Midwest as part of “other geographical regions” (as if we live in Antarctica) it will never reach national prominence.
There are many other things to say, but above all I have learned this: college is really what you make of it. If you want good grades, you can get them. If you want to be really involved, you can join clubs.
And finally, if you want to be wrongly and unjustly criticized in a letter to our university president, and then never apologized to, join The Mirror.
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