This is the 12th and almost-final installment in our senior wisdom series…bringing you all the awesome ’07ers you should have met by now.
Claims to fame:
SGA president, Turath president, Vision Program fellow (a.k.a. I doubted the value of life, hated the world, and ate lots of burek/börek for four weeks in the Balkans). Ooh, and my hunter green scarf.
Preferred swim test stroke?
No swim test for me. Preferred in-water activity in general: volleyball or just floating on my back and seeing where the water takes me, that is until I start to freak out that I have no clue where I’m going.
What are three things you learned at Columbia?
1. Sleep is necessary, yet somehow that truth eludes us on a daily basis.
2. Most people learned this somewhere else or maybe not, but anyway, good friends are amazing and they can brighten up anything, including a week-long stretch in Butler as you finish (start?) writing your thesis. There’s also something really great in that moment you realize that you and your friend just crossed over into “really-good-friend” territory and you know that in ten years he/she will still be sending you links to humor columns in the New Yorker and scenes from Sesame Street. Again, most people got that one earlier in life, but that’s okay. Senior year is better than never.
3. Everything is socially constructed.
Justify your existence in 30 words or less.
Trying to change the world very, very slowly.
What was your favorite controversy in your time at Columbia?
Pish. Controversies. Blah. Giant Rat at gates = wonderfulness. Protests are generally good. Protesting against the Fed cartoon, University policy, war in Iraq, no benefits for T.A.’s is definitely good.
Which professor do you think would be the best kisser?
Any professor who can play an instrument or sing. Musicians are hot, and I’m guessing they make good kissers.
What percentage of seniors do you think are virgins?
Would you rather permanently give up oral sex or cheese?
I’m slightly lactose-intolerant and generally not a huge fan of cheese, so cheese.
Days on campus memory?
The Magnolia tree on Lehman Lawn was in full bloom, and it looked like a giant cloud of pink. It was absolutely stunning, and I loved it.
Not sleeping enough. Not going to Orgo Night. Not learning to ballroom dance. All in all, it’s been a good four years, and the nostalgia is definitely kicking in.