Of my fondest academic memories in college, taking tons of different intro classes stands out the most. Before the manic pressures of the real world would begin to creep up on me junior year, I remember giddily popping intro classes into my schedule with as much reckless abandon as a child munching gummy vitamins… recommended dosages be damned. I didn’t care about congruity, I would take whatever interested me. Psychology 101, Intro to Marketing, Basic Anthropology… if it even vaguely piqued my interest, I was in.

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Manically sleep deprived, I remember sitting in my boxers gazing glossily out the window. It was late. From the 9th floor perch of my apartment, I could see the inebriated saturday night masses pouring out of the bars and stumbling on home.

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