If You Give A Kenyon Kid A Midterm
If you give a Kenyon Kid a midterm, they're going to hole up in Wiggle Ground. If they hole up in Wiggle Ground, they'll neglect their other activities. If they neglect their other activities, they'll have a breakdown about their whole self-worth as a human and question the success of their life thus far. If they have a breakdown about their whole self-worth as a human and question the success of their life thus far, they're gonna want some ice cream.
Children's poetics aside, these past two weeks have been some of the most stressful I've ever had at Kenyon — and not even because of classes. During your time here, you'll start to pick up other extracurricular interests, and, at least for me, my Kenyon career sometimes feels like it's more about those things than any of my classes. I am the editor-in-chief of The Thrill, an intern with The Kenyon Review, and a member of The Stairwells. I love all these things to death, but sometimes, the balance gets out of whack, and I feel guilty for not being able to dedicate my entire self to each one of them.
At the end of these two stressful weeks, worrying about if I'm doing a good job with these organizations, you gotta stop and make sure you're doing a good job with yourself. While these things are so important to me, and I will never stop stressing about them, sometimes you need a night to eat ice cream and watch American Horror Story. So if you'll excuse me, I just started Season 2.