OPINION: We are all just a blip in the universe
“We will be arriving in Denver at 10:35 p.m. local time. Enjoy the flight,” the pilot says over the speaker.
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“We will be arriving in Denver at 10:35 p.m. local time. Enjoy the flight,” the pilot says over the speaker.
Picture it: you sit around the dinner table with your family this holiday season enjoying a beautiful meal. Suddenly, your uncle mentions politics and now the dinner table is in an outrage. There is yelling and arguments coming from every corner. Chaos.
Let’s be honest: sometimes it feels like the world is a dumpster fire and there is nothing we can do to solve all of the problems that arise on a day-to-day basis. I get that. I feel it too.
The panic years are our 20s.
I, like many people, have had severe “FOMO” — or “Fear Of Missing Out” — for most of my life. This semester has been no different, and, if I am being honest, it has been severely worse.
We have reached the point in the semester where, each day, us students get out of bed and follow the same routine: shower (hopefully), school, study, sleep. We have all just finished midterms and second eight-week classes are in full swing.
“The Lion King,” “The Little Mermaid,” “Indiana Jones,” “The Incredibles 2,” “The Matrix Resurrections,” “Top Gun: Maverick.” The list could go on and on. Remake after remake; sequel after sequel.
My roommates and I sat in our living room watching “The Bear” on our projector. With completely opposite schedules, we three have barely gotten to spend time together this semester.
As I walked down to the halls of the IU Health Bloomington Hospital, I couldn’t help but feel depressed. Most people don’t feel overly joyous when they are walking the halls of a hospital, but I wasn’t there for myself or even somebody I knew. I was simply there to observe a group of EMTs for the night.
Since 1980, the cost of both public and private four-year colleges has nearly tripled, even after accounting for inflation. Students from around the country struggle to pay for their tuition and are often drowning in debt when they graduate.
Many professors in college allow their students to use computers to take notes during class. However, we all know that one class where the professor declares their classroom a “tech-free” space and insists all students take notes by hand.
On Saturday, Sept. 9, Gables Bagels had its highest grossing day in sales since it opened in August 2022. On Sunday, Sept. 10, they beat that sales record. I know this because I work at Gables.
As the lights come up, setting the stage for William Shakespeare’s solo, the supporting actors on stage begin to shout. “Will! Will! Will!”
I didn’t apply to a single in-state college.
As the “Barbie” movie came to a close, I won’t lie and say my eyes were dry. I was crying as my mother sat next to me hopefully feeling the effect of the movie just as much as every other woman in the theater was.
My biggest red flag is my ability to quite literally never take a break. I am always running around from one place to the next and the thought of sitting still for too long makes me anxious.
The last time I stood staring at the Rocky Mountains of Colorado was January 1. As I finished packing my car, I drove the 15 hours back to Indiana, knowing the next time I looked at that same mountain range I have stared at and admired since I was three years old, I would be an entirely different person.
Ever since I started traveling, I have had dozens of people make comments to me about “growing up” or needing to prepare for the “real world.”
For the last three weeks, I have been solo traveling around Europe. I have done small-scale solo travel through the U.S. in previous summers, like camping or road trips. However, this involved much higher stakes.
Paris Syndrome. Defined as “A sense of extreme disappointment exhibited by some individuals when visiting Paris, who feel that the city was not what they had expected.”