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I’ve been there, so I won’t rant without restraint, but once again, as the beginning of the semester nears, the freshmen are abundant. And by that, I don’t mean to say “first-year students are abundant” but rather the type of people who are proverbially freshmen are everywhere and all places. The great basketball shorts fashion is a clear give-away for the first-year, male ignorance; those who are used to having parents pay for everything and not understanding the need for some form of identification. It’s a type of minimalism that will soon depart for cargo shorts - the precise opposite of their current mesh threads.

Walking campus at this time of the semester is relaxing, not only because I see the chaos in people’s eyes and realize I am not in that predicament, but also because the absence from the educational atmosphere is tiresome. It took far too long to sink in, but as an adamant kid looking for knowledge, being at a university is a gold mine. A candy store. An Apple store.

I wish the incoming freshmen of VT luck with their courses and college life. And I offer quick blips of aged advice.

Go to your classes. Go to the gyms. Read your texts. Review for lectures. Go to Bollo’s and buy me an iced latte. Better yet, go to WestEgg, find my room, and pay me well to make you an iced latte. Never visit the all-you-can-eat Dietrich more than twice a week (this is sound advice that less-controlled members of your class will prove as wonderful examples of the resulting, adverse effects). Go to the Math Emporium and check out the cute dude (hint: he’s an aficionado of the color purple and has tortoise-shell geek glasses).

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