
Senior Retrospective: Carolina Gustafson
I chose Vassar on an absolute gut-whim. Later in the process of deciding to apply early decision there was more detailed considerations in the form of a “Gilmore Girls”style pro-con…
I chose Vassar on an absolute gut-whim. Later in the process of deciding to apply early decision there was more detailed considerations in the form of a “Gilmore Girls”style pro-con…
How did this happen? When did I get this old? When did scrambling to get my requirements and thinking that problem sets were the be-all and end-all stop? When did…
Dear Vassar, This a thank-you card and break-up text. You’ve shaped me, changed me. I will take you with me in all the coming chapters of my life because you…
I’m writing this with a half-eaten pint of ice cream staring back at me, evidence of my frustration at the multiple drafts I’ve written in the trash. How can I…
“‘All my life appears to be one happy moment.’ This is what the first man in space said,” writes Jenny Offill in “Dept. of Speculation.” It’s easy to imagine why…
I came to Vassar for two reasons: because it looks like Hogwarts, and I like people who wear crazy clothes. My family drove under the Taylor Hall archway, I saw…
I don’t think anyone who knows me would call me “sugarcoated,” since 1) I always address my feelings and 2) that’s a stupid way to describe a person. That being…
Coming to Vassar was an impulsive decision for me. I was a 17-year-old sitting in India, with no real concept of what a liberal arts education was or what living…
Well, this is weird. Whoever is reading this, thanks for showing interest. And if you’re questioning whether or not to continue, I’ll probably be repeating myself in my commencement speech…
Before I left for college, I truly believed that if I could skip the whole thing, and just start teaching elementary school, I’d be a whole lot happier. I wanted…