Author Archives: ocolly

So it usually happens at 7:45 am, I am tired and kinda of drowsy, but have to get up for my 9 am class. I stumble down the never ending hall, (I live on a co-ed floor and my bathroom … Continue reading →

They say hindsight is always 20/20, so here’s what has happened to me this week: Monday, I saw my adviser. She advised me. Tuesday, I found myself at a loss for things to complain about. Wednesday, I pomped for the … Continue reading →

It’s slightly misting, its cold, and I’m taking pictures. Pictures of Bennett hall, KD, the Villages, etc.  I really can’t believe I am out this late and without a decent hat, scarf, or gloves. As I continue to take pictures, … Continue reading →

So, I think we have all been there. Your tired, you have had little sleep, and your stuck in the KD lab. You have printed off your last set of slides and you are ready to retire to your room … Continue reading →

So do you ever have one of those moments where you think you see someone you know (or sorta know), but you aren’t sure it’s them and you don’t wanna risk saying hi to a complete stranger? Yeah, happens to … Continue reading →

Service Station is the on-campus dining place in Wentz*. And it lives up to it’s name, except for that part where it totally doesn’t. At all. At Service Station, slow and steady wins the race. It doesn’t matter how many … Continue reading →

So I know this is suppose to be a Res life tip and it may not seem like it, but it is. So, today I was chillin at the front desk with my friend Mary. She begin to belly ache … Continue reading →

(editors note: this was supposed to be published on Thursday, but I had complications with the inte So, by the title you may guess where I am. I am currently sitting in one of the sound booths featured in the … Continue reading →

Every once and a while, I’ll mosey on out of my room to find that- oh great, something’s burning. Again. As the stench seeps under the doorways, my floor mates join me in the lounge, all muttering some variation of … Continue reading →

And no, I don’t mean I’m free to who ever can catch me. I’m not the gingerbread man. What I am talking about is when a student has caught up enough with his school work that he can actually go … Continue reading →