Upperclassman, do you sometimes miss being in BIC classes?
It’s weird, right? To only be in a few or just one BIC class – or none at all. Maybe you don’t want to admit your secret longing to be in more stimulating, discussion-based classes, and that’s fine. I get it. We all want to deny our inner nerd. But I know, deep (deep) down, there’s a part of you that actually misses writing New York Times reports.
You’re suffering from what I call BIC-drawals, withdrawals resulting from not taking many BIC classes. Below are some of the symptoms of this odd phenomenon.
- When you pass by a whistling Dr. Tom Hanks, you remember the beach ball metaphor and kind of want to cry (tears of joy, of course).
- You knew Dr. Walden when she was blonde, and in your mind she will always be blonde. Forever.
- You hear underclassmen complain about writing New York Times reports and can’t help but smile in an evil sort of way, as if to say, “Cherish this time, young one. It’s all uphill from here.”
- And then you start to think about all the uphill battles you fought, writing 11-page papers at 3 a.m. and studying for the impossible Cultures III midterm, and you think of how good it felt when all your hard work paid off.
- And then you begin wishing your current classes were more challenging and thought-provoking.
- You get slightly jealous when you hear underclassmen talking about BIC field trips. (If only you could see Dr. Tatum dance one last time.)
- You grab lunch with other BICers with whom you share a special bond, but whom you hardly see anymore.
- You regularly visit your old BIC professors just to say hello, talk, remind them of the positive impact they’ve had on your life and of how wonderful they are.
(Author: Ada Zhang)