I cannot believe,
I am missing Thanksgiving in Washington
For the first time
Yet, so thankful for this new,
I will be here for a while,
Might as well settle in.
Stuffing, black-eyed peas,
Mom’s deviled eggs:
There is no comparison.
Food everywhere, watching the game
I hope the Cowboys lose.
Let’s not forget why we came.
Bow thy head and pray;
Thank whatever god you believe.
For me, I say
For the future,
My little cousins, and sisters,
The older ones too.
Thanks for my daughters and nephew,
My grandparents for installing this old soul,
Aunties, uncles, friends, and especially my foes,
My brotherhood, thanks for the black and old gold
My lovely lady, keeping me warm through this November cold,
Mom and Dad, for raising me into a productive man.
Of course thanks for my job,
And this wondrous green land
Most of all…thank you, thank you, thank you
My PSU Chronicles fam!
- Way 2 Cold
Let’s be honest: sometimes you just can’t beat grilled chicken.
Lucky for us, PSU’s got two great BBQ food carts on campus. So when you finally get out of that two-hour lecture, brain-fried and starving, you’ve got options. Mississippi Delta BBQ, right next to the library, or The Local Grind across from the Vue and outside Montgomery. The question is, which do you choose?
Here’s the good news—they’re both pretty darn BBQ-tastic.
The Local Grind is a classic. It’s got a huge cult following, and not without good reason: the Teriyaki shred tastes amazing. The savory morsels of chicken hit your mouth like an oral luau, complete with cute ukulele players serenading your taste buds. And if you’re not much of a white rice guy, have no fear—they serve brown rice here!
Mississippi Delta, on the other hand, is the new kid on the block. But don’t expect anything less from this chicken doused in smoky-spicy southern goodness. Mississippi’s got chops, especially when you take into account their variety of slaws and sauces.
All else aside, I think you can tell a lot about a food cart by the frankness of its slogan. The Local Grind’s “Get It In Your Body!” is certainly direct enough, but Mississippi Delta’s “Put Some South In Your Mouth” gets extra points for the rhyme.
Price-wise, they’re about the same. (Expect to spend $5-$7.) And for the record, both of these guys have mac salad that will invade your dreams with wonderful macaroni cravings.
In the end, no matter where you grab your saucy chicken, you really can’t go wrong. Which is your favorite cart on campus?
Community is something we all yearn for. Community supports our dreams, our loves, the things we care for.
Are you finding yourself lost in the crowd? Being a part of such a huge school, it is easy to isolate yourself and go day by day with the same routine.
We need people.
We need relationships.
We need community.
It’s hard because sometimes community doesn’t seek you, but you have to seek out that community. Whether it be a love for sports, painting, God, music — whatever — there IS a community. If you feel alone and one in the crowd, I encourage you to try and seek out community these next few days. We cannot function without relationships with others. Being a part of a community that loves, marks a path, and supports each other is something that is irreplaceable.
Being a full time student and commuting from quite a distance has some straining effects on my time. However, the strains tend to be created out of my choice whether I like to admit or not. One of those strains used to prevent me from working out consistently throughout the week. What is ironic is that I never had the time to work out when I used to live on or near campus. One would imagine that being so close to the gym would give me an incentive to workout.
For the last two months, I have successfully worked out throughout the week in one hour sessions. There have been days in which I missed a workout but they are few and far. Whether I am tired, feeling depressed, or if it’s late in the evening, I always have to get a workout done. The results have been satisfactory, I have gained decent amount of muscle.
Working out for two months has proven to me that I can mold my physique, but more importantly, that I could commit to achieve a greater will. I will admit that I work out to look good but consequently I have also started to feel better, perhaps because I know that I can control how my body looks but also how it performs. Ultimately however, my body may be one of the few things in which I have total control in my life.
I expected the second year of grad school to be easier. Half the program is under my belt, I have the pattern down, I know what the expectations are…cake walk, right? WRONG. In fact, I feel more overwhelmed than I did this time last year. Perhaps it is because I also have this GIANT 60-100 page paper looming over my head that I have to continually work on. Whenever I have free time (which is either after a long work or school day) I feel guilty if I don’t have some form of homework or thesis work in front of me.
But you know what I always forget? To do stuff that makes me happy. I think it is impossible to stay sane and do quality work if you feel guilty or completely overwhelmed. It is important to take time to do something for yourself. It is kind of surprising how cathartic and refreshing it can be to the scholastic process. I went to see the band Atlas Genius earlier this month (they are freaking great live by the way) and it put some pep in my step. While I constantly worry about being able to get all of my work done, I need to remember that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. There will be a time (hopefully in the near future) where academic papers are behind me and I can do fun stuff all the time.
So, in short, always find a way to take time for yourself. Whether it be a happy hour, ice cream, concerts, etc. You deserve it.
For a little over two years now, I’ve been working as a student leader on campus. I also ran a SALP group for two years. In that time I learned many things including leadership techniques, networking skills, communication and so on. But the one that sticks out the most is this basic principle about students: They don’t check their emails. Which leads to conversations like this:
Student: “Hey Emily, I didn’t hear about that awesome event Campus Rec just did, why didn’t you tell anyone? That’s your job and you’re not doing it”.
Me: “Well, student, as a matter of fact, I sent three e-mails about that event in the last month, do you check your e-mail?”
Me: “Do you read your e-mails?
Me: “That’s what I thought”
Student shuffles off without accepting fault.
If I had a quarter, or even a nickel, for every conversation of this type that I have had over the last two years, I wouldn’t be $40,000 in debt. Moral of the story: Read your $#%@&** e-mails. You might just find that all your questions have already been answered.