Next up, CCSC President, Aki Terasaki. Nominate seniors by visiting this page

Name, Hometown, School: Aki Terasaki; Newark, DE (but I tell people Tokyo, Japan because it sounds sexier); Columbia College

Claim to Fame: That guy who sends you emails at midnight on Saturday and then goes on to glow like a tomato for the rest of the night

Where are you going? To that great big place in the sky where all student body presidents go…(consulting, duh).

Three things you learned at Columbia:

  1. After your dean and provost leave, people take resignation emails really seriously.
  2. There is never enough time in the day to do everything you want, no matter how many punches you have on your Joe’s frequent coffee card or how much you rearrange your GCal. The important thing is to learn who/what requires your attention at any particular moment, and how quickly you can climb the Hamilton stairs because you’re late for class…again.
  3. Trying to please everyone will make you miserable. Concentrate on making yourself happy, and the rest will fall into place.

“Back in my day…” The pasta at Ferris was palatable, the chicken fingers at JJ’s came in spicy AND regular, and there was no Café East to supply my daily bubble tea craving. I also really liked food…that hasn’t changed.

Justify your existence in 30 words or less:

I’m a second-semester senior taking three classes and Body Sculpting. My existence is in constant need of justification, and my friends keep me grounded.  Also, my hair’s insured for $10,000.

Is the War on Fun over? Who won? Any war stories?

  • PC Version: Administrators and students have come to a mutual understanding of each other and can now work towards programming that will both support students’ desires for fun times and adhere to necessary structures that will keep us safe from harm.
  • Reality: A certain number of days before graduation at 2:12AM, the seniors took over Low Steps and no one batted an eye. Your move, Columbia.

Would you rather give up oral sex or cheese? The Japanese as a people are not so big on cheese. We do, however, have a thriving market based on the exploitation of people’s sexual fantasies and desires. That, plus this, means I’m sticking (no pun intended) with the sex for now.

Advice for the class of 2016: 

  • Read one Core text in its entirety. Become an expert. Be obnoxiously knowledgeable in class. For example, I devoured Hegel for breakfast, and I never looked back.
  • You don’t need a fake to have fun. Hotel bars are classy places to get trashy.
  • Haters gon hate. You are stronger than them.
  • Find people that you genuinely love, and don’t let classes, meetings, or practice get in the way of spending time with them.
  • Have an absolute blast…and remember, Alma (always) Matters.

Any regrets? I’ve actually given this one some serious thought (lots of what-ifs running through my mind 20 days before graduation). I would say I regretted coming out of the closet so late, but my pseudo-dates with girls before then have provided me with such great stories. Prime example (and juicy gossip), soon-to-be Prezbu and I had a conversation the other week where I said something like…“Remember that time when I took you out to Pisticci’s and paid for you, and the only thing you could talk about was that cute boy in your CC class?” So, yeah. That happened. No regrets.