I am now a couple weeks into my freshman year here at Seton Hall, and I must say that although it is occasionally overwhelming—like when you have an essay due the same day that you must have Bhagavad Gita finished—I am having a great time. And really, though I do have the above scenario to deal with, I am sticking to my motto of “how hard can it be?”
The reason that I am still standing by my original motto is easy: I love all the experiences I have had so far. For example, a couple weekends ago I took a trip with some of my floor-mates into New York City. I had only been into NYC once before so it was exciting to go back and see different parts of such a diverse and interesting city. I also enjoyed it immensely because everyone relishes the chance to forget about classes and homework for awhile, no matter how brief that time might be. In the city we visited Central Park and actually got to watch a free concert! We also ate at a restaurant in Greenwich Village that is in the movie “Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist.” My floor-mates had watched it during “movie night” earlier that week and were dying to go try the food. In addition to this restaurant in Greenwich Village, we also visited a rare book store and a street fair. Here, I was proud to say that I budgeted my money appropriately for a college student. I refrained from buying the, how should I say, pricey, copies of Mark Twain’s The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn and The Adventures of Tom Sawyer. I mean, c’mon, as much as I would love to own a rare edition of either of these books, do I really need them in my possession? No. I have to say I did not do quite as well at the street fair. I did succumb to buying a necklace, but it was only $6 so really not so bad, right?
Apart from visiting the city and having fun with my fellow SHU students, I have actually done some work. I had my first quiz in Russian and am happy to say that I think it went well. I am also expecting a quiz this coming week in my Writing for the Media course and have made plans to visit the professor of my Comparative Foreign Policy class during his office hours. I mean I feel like I know what is going on in class but, man, those readings!? I am not so confident that I understand those the way I should. Overall, my classes are great. Some can be difficult at times (I am on my third draft of my thesis for that essay I mentioned above, and still need to revise it) but they can also be tons of fun too ( like when one of my teachers suggested making flash cards so we could be “flashing” in the cafeteria during lunch.)
This last week I managed to become involved in several clubs. I am now a member of SHUNA, Seton Hall United Nations Association, and hope to attend the first conference in October. I am also going to be writing news for the official campus newspaper. In addition to these two clubs, I am also in the midst of campaigning for Hall Council. It is basically the equivalent of Student Council in a high school except for the dorm rather than the whole school. I am running for the secretary position and two of my friends, Ricky and Bill, are running for president and vice president respectively. We’re hoping that we all win, but if not that’s okay too, as we could still be representatives.
I also attended a lecture for one of my classes last week and immediately after I called my Mom to tell her about it. Operation Wallacea. I had decided after hearing the presentation that I needed to go to Egypt and do conservation work this summer. Can you imagine how that conversation went? If not I’ll clue you in, “Jenna, you have a new plan of what you are going to do every week…let’s give it some time and see if you still want to do this in October.” Well, I have to say she is very right on me having a new plan every week. There is just so much to take in and consider here. However, Operation Wallacea has thus far stuck in my head so I am doing more background research on it in an attempt to convince my parents that I should totally be in the middle of the desert next summer riding around on a camel and trying to save the environment.
Basically, these beginning weeks of the semester have been jam-packed with classes, trips, clubs, and the like. But, no matter how crazy it gets or how stressed I am trying to finish homework and do laundry on a Sunday afternoon; I try to remember,“really, how hard can it be?”