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You’re in your 3 pm lecture and suddenly half of your classmates’ heads dart down to their crotches. You look over your neighbor’s shoulder and find that he’s staring at his phone, trying to figure out if the muppets were A) right handed, B) left handed, or C) ambidextrous. The mood is tense as the clock at the top of his screen ticks down from 10 seconds. He panics and presses choice A. Incorrect! An audible sigh from half of the room. They have just been eliminated from another round of HQ.
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We've all had those mornings. You slept through the alarm or set it to p.m. instead of a.m. or maybe you forgot to set it entirely. Shit happens. But what will you do next?
I was FaceTiming my parents a couple of weeks ago, and I have never seen two people more ecstatic in my life. They looked as if they had just been in the presence of a god. Some would say they were. They were on their way back from "Springsteen on Broadway," Bruce Springsteen’s concert residency that began in October and will run until February. Tickets are selling at Hamilton–level, and my parents had to fight, scheme, and work their way to score tickets. “It was worth everything,” they told me. “Truly a once in a lifetime opportunity.” I did some investigating, and found out that producers are releasing twenty–six $75 dollar tickets per performance as part of an online lottery. I entered my name a couple of times just for kicks. I won.
Old school note–taking habits may do more harm than good. I’ve probably killed a hundred trees this semester by printing out readings to highlight. My posture is gradually contorting as notebooks accumulate in my backpack. A fountain pen exploded on me the other day. And while I could just type on my laptop, the ease with which I could toggle between my notes and Facebook during lecture is dangerous for my fragile attention span. I used be a firm traditionalist, but it seems that a new note–taking trend around campus may offer an alternative to my luddite ways.
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