Avoid the same old: seeking out a new spot in your hometown

If you’re back in your hometown for the summer, it can be easy to get stuck in a rut: you go to the same spots as you did in high school, and do roughly the same things. This is particularly true if you’re under-21 and can’t yet explore your hometown bar scene. However, after about a week, revisiting the same old places can be pretty mind-numbingly boring–here are some times for finding new spots.

  • Hit up Yelp: If you’re looking for a new place to do something you know you like, check out Yelp to see what new places you can do it in. You don’t have to go to the same coffee shop every week–search for a new place in a different neighborhood, for example. Yelp’s also great for telling you if there’s something interesting (like a street festival) going on nearby that you can check out.
  • Take a class: If you’ve got the cash (or you can find a free lecture series), take a class in an art of some kind–perhaps music lessons. This will allow you to pick up a new skill, meet new people (if it’s a group class), and perhaps explore a new part of town if you pick an unfamiliar place for the class to be in. Read the rest of this entry »
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The perilous process of graduation

After almost four years of classes, papers, coffee, group work drama, transportation fun,  budget cuts and the hullabaloo of getting a football team, my time at Georgia State is almost done! This, of course, means it’s time to graduate. You would expect this to be easy, right?

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I’m an Adult on the Internet

The internet is preparing me for adult life. No, really. (Image courtesy of Randall Munroe. Licensed under CC 2.5)

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In my Sociology class yesterday (a panel presentation on screen media), the professor–after making the case that screen media shortens our attention spans, removes the market for great literature, and generally degrades society–asked us a pointed question:

“What that you do on the internet prepares you for being an adult?”

I was the first to answer, because I do not have a healthy sense of preservation and so enjoy challenging tenured faculty members with whom I’m taking two classes. (This is what we call a poor life choice.)

But really? The internet–Fleshbot and 4chan aside–prepares me a lot more for adult life than school has. On the internet, I write for several sites. One pays me in crazy interview opportunities for my resume. Another pays me with plain-Jane taxable income. A third goes with the income and the idea that trees will die for students to read what I think about colleges. All of these opportunities started through the internet and most of them stay there; I’ve only met two of my “coworkers” in person. Read the rest of this entry »


You might be a freshman if…

This makes me feel old. (From JoeInSouthernCA on Flickr, Creative Commons license)

Hi folks. Riot Campus’ new Senior Correspondent here…no, literally, I am a senior–class of 2011–now if only GSU would approve my graduation application! I’ve known Emily and Ruthie since we were hustlin’ at the Druid Hills High paper together. Good times. (I’m now with the Signal at GSU and love it…always try to work for your school paper if you are interested in journalism!!)

I digress. I present a little humor as my first contribution to this blog. You know Jeff Foxworthy’s goofy “You might be a redneck if” schtick? Well, let’s morph that into a college-friendly one. YOOOOOU might be a freshman if!

DISCLAIMER: We were all freshmen once. I know. I even committed one of these fashion faux pas once. It’s okay–you can still learn!

You might be a freshman if…

…you still wear your senior class T-shirt or high school hoodie, even though the campus bookstore would be more than happy to sell you college spirit wear.

…you wear your dorm room key around your neck on a lanyard instead of in a bag or pocket.

…college’s more relaxed dress code means spaghetti-strap tanks and the shortest shorts known to humankind (for ladies).

…college’s more relaxed dress code means jeans/shorts slung so low people can see all of your underwear (for gentlemen).

…you go to class in pajamas. (Perhaps this is just a GSU thing but our school is in the middle of downtown Atlanta, surrounded by the seats of both state and county government as well as other businesses. It doesn’t look right, dadgummit! I’m old.)

…you honestly think the campus bookstore offers the lowest prices on books.

…your school hasn’t found some surprising and inventive way to mess with your head yet. (Yet.)

Got any more to add? :)


Teacher Don’t Teach, I’m In Trouble Deep

 

Are these notes even helping? Image courtesy of Lower Columbia College. Licensed under CC 2.0.

 

Today in Organic Chemistry, somewhere between writing out the mechanism for acid catalyzed reactions with carbocation intermediates and the mechanism for reactions with halonium intermediates, I realized I had no idea what I was writing down. And this got me thinking.

Why do I have what at this point basically amounts to $100,000 in student loans so that I can sit in a classroom and have some guy write some stuff on the board, not explain it, and expect me to read and learn it out of a book? Why don’t I just buy the $200 book, read it, and learn it myself? Now don’t get me wrong, I’ve had my fair share of “teach yourself” style classes before, but never to this extreme. Never to the point that I am actually clueless as to what’s going on for the entire 50 minute duration of the period. Never have I felt like I’m writing in some kind of hieroglyphic and just completely lacking any kind of Rosetta Stone to translate it all. The acidic hydrogen does what to the pi bond? Or does the pi bond do something to that boron molecule? The process of hydrobor-what?

But maybe I’m the one with the wrong idea. I’ll be the first to admit that I don’t like to put in my leg work beforehand, but that’s because I’d rather just hear someone else tell me what I need to know and fill in the couple of gaps myself, not try to construct the whole idea myself and have someone tell me I’m right. I wonder if this has to do with sheer laziness or just the fear of building the entire idea wrong? And if I do put in all that work and get the wrong idea, doesn’t that make it worse than not having any idea at all? Because I’m fairly certain that the grade I got back on this last Organic test is telling me LOUD and CLEAR that something about the way this guy is teaching just isn’t doing it for me. Let’s just say that if my grade was my age, I’d be waiting in line at the DMV, and this would be the most exciting day of my young life. Freedom! Too bad I’ll be stuck in my apartment teaching myself Organic Chemistry for the next two semesters instead of out enjoying that freedom.