As the new year gets underway, there are several factors that make me feel as old as I guess I really am.
Freshmen this year don't realize how good they have it.
I, along with three other classes of students, will all be able to say "I remember when our Q-Card was gold and tacky looking." Not that the giant bobcat eating your picture in the new card is less tacky.
We'll also be able to tack onto that sentiment that we used to get charged just to add money onto our Q-Cash. "Just another way Quinnipiac is trying to take our money," we'll say in our rocking chairs as we watch re-runs of M*A*S*H.
Furthermore, the expansion of Dorm Road was a much needed addition to the university. Soon enough students won't need to play chicken with the shuttle drivers to see who will move or just get hit first.
However, it's only a matter of time before something happens to the giant gold bobcat statue they're installing by the Rat. I hope all of security created Facebook accounts so they can pry around to see who vandalized Boomer first and made it their profile picture.
And as all of us seniors are sitting around ranting about the way things used to be, the College of Liberal Arts will be thrown in there as well. We would all hear mumbling from someone who lived in Mountainview and realized they had an 8 a.m. class in CLA2. But now it's the College of Arts and Sciences, which just doesn't have the same feel to it. It will always be CLA.
When the winter rolls around and the snow starts piling up, freshmen will not understand what it's like to wake up and walk to class only to have the university be closed. In fact, they will be texted as soon as it's closed to let them know they can stay in and sleep. But in my day, we would walk to Echlin only to find out that our frostbite and frozen feet were all for nothing, and that we could have remained in our hibernation.
Yet, this was a much needed program for the Quinnipiac campus. In light of school tragedies, I believe the Quinnipiac emergency broadcast system is something for us as students to boast about. Though our campus is small, we will remain even more connected and informed.
So freshmen, in three years when you're sitting in your mansion-style senior housing that's been guaranteed to be there, just remember it didn't always used to be like that.
Some of us had to scramble to find a house senior year and ended up living across from the Mobil on Whitney Avenue. And as you're being chauffeured to campus in your stretch Cadillac shuttle buses, remember that at one point students had to perform Wild West stand-offs for the last few parking spaces.
But more importantly Class of 2012, remember that when you are all seniors there will be another class of freshmen coming in and taking over. And won't things just be so much easier for them than they were for you?
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