Last year, I wrote this article about places I’ve tripped. Now that I live in the farthest dorm from campus—and especially because my first classes are in Mudd and Teacher’s College—the opportunities to fall flat on my faces have all but abounded.

It’s that time of year again—time to trip on all the flyers clubs are shoving under your door in the hope that you’ll join them. The good news is that things could be a lot worse!