These three books changed how I survived, enjoyed college
By Ishal Chhipa | March 9There’s a very specific moment in college when everything feels slightly too loud.
There’s a very specific moment in college when everything feels slightly too loud.
There is a specific kind of exhaustion that only college produces. It isn’t dramatic. It doesn’t announce itself with a breakdown. It’s quieter than that.
At Seton Hall, finals week is like a different universe. The days pass by without distinction, meals are no longer important, and the library starts to feel even closer to you than your own bedroom.
By the time we step on Seton Hall’s campus, most of us have already envisioned what college should be like. Golden-hour walks to class, lattes next to color-coded notebooks, friends laughing on super green lawns—these are the scenes in our minds. The real-life version of college has been shoved in our subconscious long before we even take our first course.
For commuters, the college experience doesn’t start in a dorm room, but in a driver’s seat.