To be quite frank, the food at Lycoming College is typically satisfying: not the best, but not the worst. There are some exceptions, however. Some days the food on campus is so good that I unbuckle my belt to make room for more! Then, some days, I resort to scavenging my friends' rooms and devouring several cups of Maruchan noodles.
At 4:45am on a frigid Monday morning, my friends and I shiver as we wait to get our tickets to HersheyPark. With below-freezing temperatures and classes in four hours, I questioned how my friends dragged me into this. I figured either one of two things: either they're very convincing or I am very easily persuaded. Regardless of the temperature, there were thirty other people camping out. No one could stay warm in the 26-degree Fahrenheit weather as heard by their chattering teeth, but everyone had one goal in mind: get (free) tickets! As for me, my goal was to survive the morning and sleep in my warm, comfy bed after classes.
Simply put, biology is hard but awesome! The rigor of a dense and taxing college-level biology class makes high school bio seem elementary. In high school, I learned the simple photosynthesis formula of carbon dioxide+water+sunlight yields glucose+oxygen. I skimmed the huge ocean of biology in high school, but at Lycoming, I dived into the water.
Before starting at Lycoming, my friend insisted that I read my horoscope. I am nowhere near superstitious, but I do love fortune cookies and seeing what I have in store. As an Aries, I was told two things: my future endeavors will drench me in high energy and zest while any stress or anxiety I have will be shrunken to manageable levels. Since there’s a whole study behind horoscopes, I believed that reading my horoscope wasn’t a waste of time and would prove true. I mean scientists and astronomers base horoscopes off astrology, astronomy, and math with expensive technology. There has to be some truth in what readings of the future hold? Right?