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AHMAD | Change Your Major

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I never anticipated that my happiness in college would be so directly correlated to my major. In hindsight, it seems obvious, but I never really believed the whole “if you love what you do, you’ll never work a day in your life” mantra. I figured that I could get away with being mildly interested in my major and rest assured that I’d get a decent job that would make me enough money to fulfill me. But as anyone who has changed their major multiple times will tell you, that certainly isn’t the case. No matter how much I tried to convince myself that studying biology for a measly four years of my life couldn’t be that bad, I was miserable in every class.

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JAIN | NyQuil Dreams

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It’s been about a month since we all came back to Ithaca and, naturally, everyone has begun to contract diseases from one another. Such is life on the hill, or whatever administration colloquially refers to campus as. From class to class, everyone seems to either be wheezing or coughing — so much so that one of my professors actually stopped class to make sure he wasn’t hearing things. Regardless, everyone is gross and I hate it here, but that has nothing to do with flu season. Some surprising benefits can be found during this wheezy period at Cornell.