The Editor's Notebook - Spring Fever
The Editor’s Notebook
And so begins the month of the sloth
Daniella De Luca
Editor in Chief
At the start of every spring semester, many of us have one thing on our mind. How much longer until May?
Although the end of the term is still the same number of months away as it has always been (about five for those who are counting), we still get frustrated, overwhelmed and sometimes even to the point of recklessness.
As spring break approaches, we just want to focus on resting and recuperating from the never-ending winter that is typical of central Pennsylvania. The furthest thing from our minds is our next exam, the massive research paper or ultimate final project that is waiting for us.
Flip flops have once again made their appearance as well as boys in shorts and t-shirts in 40 degree weather. In addition to the colds that we are going to catch, we’ll also have to worry about allergies as the pollen fills the air and that whole outdoorsy theme happens once again. The pattern is really predictable.
People will start skipping class to play Frisbee and sunbathe on the Russell lawn. The “beach” on the hilltop will become crowded with students seeking an escape from the ordinary humdrum of college. Students begin to get restless in class and a lot of yawning and sighing ensues. Homework will be a thing of the past, and the carefree attitude will emanate from everyone as assignments are turned in late or not at all.
Many will wonder why their grades are slipping, forgetting the fact that they don’t do work anymore. Maybe it’s time to start actually showing up to class instead of walking in 30 minutes late. Why show up at all if you’re going to be habitually tardy?
Grabbing that smoothie from Freshens has become a top priority instead of reading over the next chapter or your notes. A walk along the Susquehanna has suddenly become more appealing now that the pathway isn’t covered by snow and ice and the water level isn’t teeming over almost to the point of flooding the town.
They say that March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb. I say it goes out more like a three-toed sloth. Slow, lazy and lacking motivation to get through the next few months of the year. March is definitely the month of the sloth.
There are many types of spring fever, but my personal favorite is the type that has vacation anxiety. They are unable to take their vacation over spring break like everyone else. Instead they’ll go somewhere the week before or the week after break claiming that they wanted to miss the rush and overcrowded beaches. I’m sorry but once the weather gets nice, people tend to venture outdoors. The spring break rush is unavoidable no matter when you go. You might as well go the same time as everyone else unless of course you are uncomfortable about the way you look in your bathing suit. In fact, the above paragraph doesn’t really apply to anyone because they’re probably already on their way to their vacation destination. I mean, what do they have to worry about besides maybe graduation?
Oh, and saying you only need a “D” in the class to graduate is like saying you don’t need a parachute to go skydiving. Maybe some people are happy with that “D,” but not me. It kills your GPA, and if I’m not mistaken, in order to graduate you need at least a 2.0. Academic probation anyone? No thank you.
To all those with spring fever, keep something in mind. We’re all just as anxious to get out of here as you are. Do the rest of us a favor and just hang in there for a few more weeks. No one wants to trip over your body as you soak up the sun on your beach towel on Russell lawn. Or, for that matter get smacked in the head with a bright, red Frisbee.
And so begins the month of the sloth
Daniella De Luca
Editor in Chief
At the start of every spring semester, many of us have one thing on our mind. How much longer until May?
Although the end of the term is still the same number of months away as it has always been (about five for those who are counting), we still get frustrated, overwhelmed and sometimes even to the point of recklessness.
As spring break approaches, we just want to focus on resting and recuperating from the never-ending winter that is typical of central Pennsylvania. The furthest thing from our minds is our next exam, the massive research paper or ultimate final project that is waiting for us.
Flip flops have once again made their appearance as well as boys in shorts and t-shirts in 40 degree weather. In addition to the colds that we are going to catch, we’ll also have to worry about allergies as the pollen fills the air and that whole outdoorsy theme happens once again. The pattern is really predictable.
People will start skipping class to play Frisbee and sunbathe on the Russell lawn. The “beach” on the hilltop will become crowded with students seeking an escape from the ordinary humdrum of college. Students begin to get restless in class and a lot of yawning and sighing ensues. Homework will be a thing of the past, and the carefree attitude will emanate from everyone as assignments are turned in late or not at all.
Many will wonder why their grades are slipping, forgetting the fact that they don’t do work anymore. Maybe it’s time to start actually showing up to class instead of walking in 30 minutes late. Why show up at all if you’re going to be habitually tardy?
Grabbing that smoothie from Freshens has become a top priority instead of reading over the next chapter or your notes. A walk along the Susquehanna has suddenly become more appealing now that the pathway isn’t covered by snow and ice and the water level isn’t teeming over almost to the point of flooding the town.
They say that March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb. I say it goes out more like a three-toed sloth. Slow, lazy and lacking motivation to get through the next few months of the year. March is definitely the month of the sloth.
There are many types of spring fever, but my personal favorite is the type that has vacation anxiety. They are unable to take their vacation over spring break like everyone else. Instead they’ll go somewhere the week before or the week after break claiming that they wanted to miss the rush and overcrowded beaches. I’m sorry but once the weather gets nice, people tend to venture outdoors. The spring break rush is unavoidable no matter when you go. You might as well go the same time as everyone else unless of course you are uncomfortable about the way you look in your bathing suit. In fact, the above paragraph doesn’t really apply to anyone because they’re probably already on their way to their vacation destination. I mean, what do they have to worry about besides maybe graduation?
Oh, and saying you only need a “D” in the class to graduate is like saying you don’t need a parachute to go skydiving. Maybe some people are happy with that “D,” but not me. It kills your GPA, and if I’m not mistaken, in order to graduate you need at least a 2.0. Academic probation anyone? No thank you.
To all those with spring fever, keep something in mind. We’re all just as anxious to get out of here as you are. Do the rest of us a favor and just hang in there for a few more weeks. No one wants to trip over your body as you soak up the sun on your beach towel on Russell lawn. Or, for that matter get smacked in the head with a bright, red Frisbee.