December 18, 2020
“We don’t have any campuses in Maine!” she said. I’m kidding, of course. Penn State was my dream school. That lady could have told 1,000 bad jokes and it wouldn’t have swayed my interest. She could have told me that every dorm was haunted and that I would live in an eight-person room with no privacy freshman year, and I still would have happily attended (one of those things DID happen! Shoutout to Frank, Joe, Mike, Nick, AJ, Mikey, and Tin Man). I was indoctrinated into the cult of...