Student Life Category
Getting Involved At Vandy: The Politics Edition
Sep. 13, 2015—The following is a guest blog post by my awesome and talented friend, Caroline. Thank you for sharing your insight and perspective, Caroline! Hey guys! I’m Caroline and I’m a sophomore Public Policy Studies major from Florida. I pretty much live and breathe politics, so Aditi asked me to write about all the cool opportunities...
Déjà VU: A Second Year of Many Firsts
Sep. 3, 2015—Started from the bottom, and now we're here.
True Life: I’m the Inside ‘Dores Recruitment Chair
Aug. 30, 2015—As a new year at Vanderbilt begins, the Inside 'Dores team is seeking new bloggers from all types of backgrounds. Our next hit writer could be you, and we are more than eager to get to know you. Click here to find the application link at the bottom of the post.
And We’re Back!
Aug. 23, 2015—Classes don’t start for another two days, but I’ve been back at the Happiest Place on Earth (sorry, Disneyland) for a week. Typical. Between the empty hallways and the lack of a functioning meal plan, being on campus early can be a bit eerie, but it’s incredibly helpful to have some time to settle in...
Move-In and Orientation: An International Student’s Perspective
Jul. 16, 2015—My first week at Vanderbilt.
Vanderbilt Club Rowing
Jul. 12, 2015—If you’re an incoming first-year, someone in your life has probably given you the spiel about how “college is a time to try new things.” It sounds cheesy, but it’s also one of the most exciting things about beginning your first year of college. When I was in your position just one year ago, I...
Packing for Vandy 101
Jun. 24, 2015—There are a lot of things to check-off from your to-do list before arriving on campus, and packing for college was definitely on top of the list. Living in a dorm room is not quite the same as living in your own house. While you do want to make sure that you buy and pack...
A Transfer’s Fears: the End
May. 11, 2015—I’ve met friends who made me laugh and cry, who made me pour out my heart and soul and deepest, darkest secrets. I’ve met friends who saw me in my most vulnerable, my most pathetic, yet still embraced me. I remember looking them in the eye as tears fell down my face, talking about how...