Fall Orientation 2017

The new school year always marks transitions, whether you're a baby freshman Bear, a junior transfer student or finally a senior.

As someone who has lived in the Bay my entire life, I can personally attest to the fact that we do things a little different out here, and there is no aspect of day-to-day life where that is more apparent than slang.

Asphalt streets roar. The Dressed-Up emerge and fill the gaps between houses, marching to the nearest crowd — some function. A mass of youthful students often appears, choosing and deciding which path to follow, head often bent, considering which slew of texts to send.

There are a lot of things to love about Asian Ghetto — it’s cheap, it’s right next to the dorms and you can get double your daily recommended amount of sodium from two bites of pretty much anything you buy there. But when you eat there every time you’re stumbling home from a frat party you probably shouldn’t have gone to, it can get old fast.

Your freshman dorm is your first chance to make a space your own–getting to live your truth as not really being a pillowcase type of guy.

Nothing will set the tone for the semester like some kid sobbing in the back of Wheeler. Be that kid. Set the tone. It’s college; new school, new you.

When I was a senior in high school, I applied to 20 different colleges as a neuroscience major. My goal was to become a doctor who traveled the world and practiced journalism on the side.