Being a midyear used to be awesome I was a London midyear. That means that, rather than coming to Brandeis in fall 2017, I was selected to make an unheard-of choice: sit around and do nothing for a season or take my abroad semester immediately. My other option was to go to Australia or something with Northeastern anyway, so going to London for Brandeis didn’t seem like such an insane idea at the time. I have never been more grateful to make a rash decision in my life. My experience as a midyear was foundational to my life at Brandeis, and it grieves me to no end that today’s midyears are being stuffed into East Quad.