Seanna Leath. Pomona College Class of 2013. First-generation, low-income, student of color…first year at college. Oh, wait…scratch that…it’s sophomore year. I’m now back on campus in sponsor training, already moved into my single, making connections with new...
So, here’s one thing they might not mention at the beginning of freshman year…it’ll be over before you know it…and then summertime hits…and there are three open months…free for you to fill however you like. Ideally, you’ll have a summer job, or even better…an...
In honor of finishing up my first year, and being back home, working and relaxing…I’d like to just do a re-cap of seven top memories. Five is too few, and ten might be too many…but seven…now THAT’S a perfect number! 1. Walking into my dorm room on the first day with...
1. Mind over Matter—Out of my eight senior-year teachers, only one of them refused to acknowledge senioritis as a legitimate disease that infects more than 80{53c6eff5ce19621f7316832cfedf08caab022021f1679c62c3f44b8900ceaf72} of the graduating high school class. In...
I was never good at hide-and-seek. I could handle it a little better if I was the one counting, but hiding was horrible for me. On the one hand, I’m lanky, slightly clumsy, and never good at fitting into the covert nooks and crannies of the house. But more than...
