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The Last Moment Of The Day
You watch the clock. Minutes pass by like days. The professor's words drowned out long ago. Three minutes until the end of class for this semester and, for some seniors, for the rest of their lives. But the seconds are ticking sooooooo slowly. The excitement begins to wash over you, sweat beginning to form ever so lightly at the base of the forehead. Just move! And then of course the professor announces, "I'm finished." With two minutes to spare, smiles spread across the room. Watch out, summer: We've been cut loose.
Anti-Craigsfest Parties
Over the last four years, I have enjoyed Craigsfest just as much as the next kid, but this year it was hard to rationalize spending $30 on what would be the equivalent of approximately two warm beers and a lot of other people's urine on my shoes. So, thumbs up to the many people, including myself, that partook in Anti-Craigsfest parties. Why spend $30 when you can spend about $10 for double the perks? Frugality at its finest.
The End
Well, kids, this is it. We've come to the end. As Professor Plum and Miss Scarlet, we've made you laugh, we've made you cry, we've made you happy, and we've made you angry. But hey, that comes with the job. So we write to you our last set of Thumbs ever, and hope the Thumbs writers of next year continue to shock you.
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Baccalaureate Mass Attire
Did you know you have to wear your graduation gown to Baccalaureate Mass? Ya, I wouldn't have either unless my mum had told me the other day. I think this is a bit much as the gown really does nothing for my figure and makes me look somewhat like a linebacker. Is this how I want my classmates to remember me as: a girl that should have been a linebacker? Despite my parents' wishes (and the College's, for that matter), I might don real people's clothes to this allegedly never-ending affair. Sundresses are cuter than graduation gowns, period.
Walking Away
As a new class leaves Loyola, a new class enters. But this is the final class to walk away from Loyola College, as everyone else suddenly goes to Loyola University. Despite the giant name debate, things are changing. Out with the old and in the new. Students are leaving, professors are leaving, and now Loyola College is now Loyola University. Friends embrace for the last time because life kicks into high gear now. Even the annoying kid who you could only stand once a week becomes a little more deal-able. Forget transgressions, kids; it's all coming to a close anyway.
Rent
Wait! We have to pay for things now? Unless moving back home to your old bedroom or doing a program through Loyola, that's right, seniors: bills. Car insurance, car payment, gas and electric, water, rent, health insurance, dental insurance, credit card payments. And it happens, money troubles. For all of those whose parents are cutting you off now that you are out of college, our hearts go out to you. Cut spending, cook pasta every night, and survive. Life is coming at you full-force.
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