Kim Randall

Columnist

This semester for me has pretty much been a slope that’s forever inclining, making it quite a struggle to just make it to the top already. As a result, I’m always left feeling so tired and worn-out.

In order to keep from allowing myself to plummet to the bottom, I typically partake in five main activities when I can find time: sleep, listening to my favorite music, shopping, treating myself to meals that cannot be bought with meal plan money, blogging and more sleep (does that technically count as six things?).

Taking time out of such a hectic schedule to engage in these activities takes me to my happy place, my personal little “escape time.”

 

Danny Cozzi

Columnist

Every Wednesday I get home from class to find myself in an empty apartment with no roommates in sight.

That’s when I ditch my acoustic guitar for a while, plug my Fender Stratocaster into my amp and crank it up.

For a few hours each week, I throw on some guitar backing tracks and shred my way through an afternoon. There’s just something about playing the blues that gets the week’s worries off my mind for a while.

Luckily the walls of my apartment are thick enough that I hopefully don’t annoy my neighbors. Then again, who would ever complain about hearing the blues all day?

 

Hayley Devitt

Columnist

As a self-care ritual, I started to join a couple of my art school friends in their “Chipotle Mondays.” Since the three of us each get out of a night class at the same time, we feel we owe it to ourselves to cut loose after a long day by going to get food together. It also gives us something to look forward to on the most dreaded of weekdays.

Sometimes you just need to do something nice for yourself, like when you’ve had an especially rotten day. Watch movies, eat desserts and just do whatever makes you feel relaxed.

 

Annastazia Camarena

Columnist

College life can get pretty hectic, so to cope with its utter craziness I spend some quality time with friends over a meal.

My friends are what keep me cool, calm and collected, especially when the pressure starts to weigh me down. Every Wednesday, before our community service group meeting, we have dinner together. Dinner has become a time to relax with my closest friends, joke and feast on whatever Neptune’s dining hall has to offer. It’s over dinners that we do most of our bonding. If it were not for them, I would probably have lost my mind long ago.