Alex, ‘12

  This was one of those weeks. A demonstrative week, if you will, worthy of Aesop’s fables.

  A word of advice on class assignments for future spiders: pace yourself.  You can either let your due dates pile up and have to pull off the academic equivalent of a Husayn Bolt 100 meter dash the night before your paper is due, or you can work at a marathoners pace and take your work out piecemeal.

  Needless to say, this week I opted for the former. (Albeit with considerably less dash than Mr. Bolt.)

  I had a response paper to write for my Core class discussing Plato and Socrates.  Being an eighteen year old,  I was of course delighted; if nothing else, we teens are a substrata whose love of ancient Athenian philosophy is well documented.  For the past two weeks I had brushed the due date aside like a broken vase in the Brady Bunch house and let other more pressing concerns have my attention.

   I got it done, of course, but only at the price of several nights of decent sleep.  The simple moral to this story, future spiders, is to not come to college with any lingering side effects of senioritis afflicting your work habits.