
After the heat and exhaustion of move in day has passed, and the 2 weeks of opened windows and small desk fans on full blast slow down, students, and I mean all kind of students, from Westfield State University have experienced these feelings at least once in their time as a college student.
I always wore jeans on my first day and a pretty top and I always ended up sweating rivers in the classroom.
Especially when the bus always either broke down or never arrived on time. Also, no one could understand the bus schedule or how to read it.
But then having to park in South Lot, the farthest parking lot off campus, for the rest of your college career. $100.00 a year for a parking pass that only works if parked in South Lot… (All the parking tickets you get after parking in Commuter Lot or Lammers Hall Lot for 15 minutes so you could bring the groceries in from the 100th trip to Walmart that week.) I would leave my car parked on campus for 15 minutes and cringe after seeing public safety doing their rounds around the campus parking lots. They let you fight your tickets, however you end up paying them anyway. $25.00 parking tickets.
With 10 back up classes, CRN numbers lined up on a list written down, and you wake up a half hour early scrolling through the Westfield State website…
Fun fact: I won Brown Bag Bingo twice and then won it again for one of my roommates, Em. She won two big bags of fun sized candy. I won window painting stencils kits and emoji pillows.
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