Pause: Taking a Temporary Leave of Absence from the Blog

Why, you ask?

Here are my time commitments:

• 5 weekly hours of extracurricular activities.
• 10 weekly hours at a job-related activities.
• 10 weekly hours of ROTC-related activities. (approximately)
• At least 40 weekly hours of course-related work with my 20 credit schedule

5+10+10+20+40 = 85 weekly hours of obligations (at the minimum)

Which leaves me 83 hours left in the week, and if I subtract 48 hours (my weekend, with some leeway for free time and dinner) I have 35 hours to divide into my 5 weekdays.

Those 7 daily hours are going toward sleeping.

I’ve never formally budgeted my time like this, but it helps me be very realistic about the goals I’d like to accomplish this semester (i.e. getting a 3.0 GPA, completing most of my major requirements, excelling in ROTC, and spending time with the current object of my affection.)

I may be here occasionally, but for now, I’m chasing my dreams. Ciao.

Liability vs. Responsibility (In Defense of the Greek System)

Cornell, pardon my French, but WHAT THE F*CK ARE YOU THINKING?

So here are the front page headlines of the Daily Sun today:

“CU Sees High-Risk Drinking: After Greek changes, signs of worsening alcohol abuse“

“Univ. Will Replace Fences With Nets This Summer“

“Prof. Maas Retires, Spreads ‘Gospel’ of Sleep“

I don’t have much to say about the last headline, because I never had him as a professor, but I am pretty annoyed/upset at the first two headlines.

Open Letter to Generation Y (SAVE THE INTERNET)

As a student at Cornell University, I’ve been exposed to many viewpoints, and many issues that call for my eventual loyalty. If there is anything I have noticed, it is that our generation has struggled to find a unifying cause, exhibiting the least partisanship, most diversity, and largest numbers. We are children of generations of strong-willed Americans, yet most Americans shake their heads in dismay at how “entitled” we are to seek jobs that engage our intelligence and skill set, how little we “leave our computers,” and how immature we are, living at a pace a few steps behind our adult counterparts.

But who are we exactly?