STELLA | Most of You Suck, There’s No But

I can say that now with only a few short months left here. To make you feel better, most of you would think the same about me. I’m an ever-forgetting, grammar correcting, vinyl collecting, mirror gawking guy who watches Shrek four times a year. But we find them – the people that see these attributes as endearing, and who we can’t help but want to see everyday. As with any place, we’re going to find people we would enjoy to see slip on black ice in the winter, but so too will we find people that we never want to leave.

FLEER | Thank You, Cornell

While searching through The Sun’s online archives for a Solar Flashback story last fall, I came across an editorial that touched me profoundly. It was from September 27, 1910, over a century ago, and it captured the very essence of my experience as a Cornellian. “And let us say that you do not realize now the days you are passing through,” it read, addressing new students. “Look back at the remembrance. It is a wholesome existence with room for work and play, room for thought but little thoughtlessness.

PARK | So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish

So this is how it ends. Not in the blistering heat on Schoellkopf field surrounded by all the people we love, but alone in our bedrooms amidst a global pandemic watching a nearly hour-late Swae Lee gyrate through our computer screens on funds we never asked to be spent, following some fighting kangaroos. Things could be better. This is not what I expected. Then again, so little of college turned out as expected.