Why I work 22 hours on Wednesdays
Dear Reader,
Every Wednesday of my senior year has been the same. I wake up early, go to some classes and then head to The Colonnade office to start our production process. Our production nights go long into the early morning of Thursday. Usually we’re not here longer than 2 or 3 a.m., but even if we’re out by midnight it’s a long day.
I don’t write this to get your sympathy (although if any of my professors are reading this I should get all As). Instead I wanted to share passion.
The Colonnade is a product of hours of hard work from over 20 amazing individuals. I am extremely lucky to have a great staff around me this year. If you had told the sophomore version of me that I would be editor-in-chief one day I would have laughed. That’s because as a sophomore I had barely found myself, let alone my passion. Over the past two years I have come to realize what I hope every college student can realize and that is how much I love the news.
Now I don’t want to make you a news junky or recruit you for The Colonnade (although our meetings are Mondays at 5 p.m. in Maple A). Instead, I want you to realize that once you find your passion your life everything is right.
I hope you already know this. I hope you’ve picked the perfect major, gotten involved in the right organizations and are completely happy. If that’s true, then go you.
If you haven’t found your niche, I encourage you to seek it out. Go to meetings, try things, meet new people. The best way for you to find your spot is to try a bunch of different ones. I got extremely lucky and found The Colonnade on the first try, but if I hadn’t even ventured out of my dorm room who knows what I’d be doing.
I really hope you take this to heart and go out there and find what you’re meant to be doing. I used to think it was cliche to hear the phrase “it’ll just feel right,” but it’s true. Once you find the group or organization that’s for you, you’ll know. And if you’re not sure or have to ask yourself, then it’s probably not a match. Good luck and happy hunting.
Love,
Diet-Coke-powered Editor-in-Chief