• Patrick Fischer

    Patrick Fischer

    Class of 2014
    Helena, MT
    Communication, Psychology

    Patrick's Bio:
    I'm a communication and psychology major, with a minor in music. I came from the wild west, and as much as I enjoy gun slinging and spittoons, my interests are generally media based. I love art and expression (I'm still a tough guy), and I hope my area of studies will get me into the world of entertainment and communicating, whether it be film, television, advertising, music, and friends. I love Scholastica and Duluth, and I'm excited for the future.

  • Malvern Madondo

    Harare, Zimbabwe
    Mathematics & Computer Science

    Shivani Singh

    Mumbai, India
    Management & Marketing

    Daniela Moreno Gomez

    San Salvador, El Salvador
    Computer Information Systems and Finance

    Takudzwa Munjanja

    Gweru, Zimbabwe
    Health Information Management, CIS minor

  • Yael Ikoba-Ndjip

    Brussels, Belgium
    Accounting Major; Finance minor

    Neena Koslowski

    Apple Valley, MN

    Brooke Elvehjem

    Mora, MN

    Shauney Moen

    Graduate Student
    Oak Grove, MN
    Doctorate of Physical Therapy

  • Katelyn Gehling

    East Bethel, MN
    Exercise Physiology for Pre-Physical Therapy

    Bryan Chavez

    Richfield, MN
    Accounting and Finance

    Conrado Eiroa Solans

    Madrid, Spain
    Psychology Major, Biology minor

    Jason Chavez

    Minneapolis, MN
    Psychology, Organizational Behavior, and Social Work

  • Halle Nystrom

    Graduate Student
    Fargo, ND
    M.S. Health Information Management

    Laura Salazar

    Bogotá, Colombia
    Marketing and Business Management

    Jin Baek

    Aurora, CO
    Biology and Chemistry (Pre-Med)

    Laila Zemar

    Casablanca, Morocco
    Biochemistry, Biology and Pre-med

  • Kathryn McCarrick

    Saint Paul, MN
    Elementary Education

I Don’t Want To Complain…

So I was awoken by this morning by my roommate at roughly 8:30 a.m. to alert me to the fact that the Direct TV guy was here to work on certain repairs I was completely unaware needed said repairing.  She (my roommate) felt bad because she had to go to work, and the repairman (who, I might add, looked a little wet behind the ears for my liking) might need a signature.  I felt bad because my respectful roommate had to sit knocking on my door for God-knows how long waiting for my response (which I guarantee sounded more like one of those Dino-roar plush squeeze dolls from the 90’s) all because I was deprived of adequate sleep due to 2 very specific reasons.

Reason #1: Duluth isn’t particularly known for its heat waves, but I gotta say, when it gets hot it’s like some goofy compensation attempt where all the heat is just pumped in for a sold 24 hours before getting too exhausted and defaulting back to Stephen King-esque fog and rain.  Needless to say I walked into my room at roughly midnight only to be slapped in my sunburned face by fire.  I mean, it felt like 30 people ran a marathon and then crashed in my room for the day before getting up and trying to attempt Pilates in the cramped space, complete with a muggy smell.  JEEBUS.  I had to turn the fan on full and just could not get naked enough.  I’m kidding about the nudity, but I still felt scared of heat induced cardiac arrest even with just my skivvies on.  Or maybe heat induced coma, so at least I’d feel rested.

Reason #2: I had this crazy dream where I was trapped in my home, which was slowly being surrounded and broken into by  black panthers.  The animal, man, not the Black rights activist group, although that would have made me feel a whole lot more liberated in the morning.  Nah, instead I had to just worry about my safety *sigh* boring.  NO, IT WAS NOT BORING!  I kept trying to find a way out and they were breaking through the door, dirty animals.  I woke up exhausted from running (in my dream of course) and thirsty because of the heat, but the walk to the bathroom for water was equal parts literally and metaphorically chilling, which helped me temperature-wise, as well as scaring the dickens out of me.

Reader response Opportunity:

If anybody ever feels inclined to respond to blog posts, here’s your chance!  I’m in a debate on which works better for keeping rooms cool.  Windows cracked, or closed completely during the day?

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