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Final exams are just around the corner, which bring a lot of stress and studying. Every student prepares for the exams and deals with a stress differently, but what does the science say? We all know the basics like eat healthy, take a break during studying and have a lot of sleep at night, but science suggest much more than just that. Say Om! When students look at test the first time, a lot of them “freak out.
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I chose to come to Hope for a lot of reasons. One being soccer (how can you say no to Van Andel Soccer Stadium ?). Another being the fact that Hope is the only Christian school I visited that didn’t require Chapel attendance. However, at those Chapel services, kids fill the building every time. Kids actually want to go to Chapel? Crazy, right?
We have arrived at the end of the semester. Everyone is anticipating final exams, finishing last minute projects, and cramming for tests. When in doubt, get a table to yourself and just get it done. When I sit down to study on the second floor of Martha Miller , I pull out my laptop and lay it on the table. I check my phone. I put it in my backpack.
I love, love, love Christmas and Advent. The world just feels a little different: students and teachers everywhere long for Christmas break, the ground almost seems to cry out to be covered in a blanket of snow, and the church around the world awaits the birth of Christ. Of course, we know that Christ has already come, which puts us sort of in a constant season of Advent in which we watch and wait for Christ’s return.
There’s a park at the end of the east side of campus in the square that makes up 10th, 12th, Central and River. Its name is Centennial Park. I know that now. But freshman year, while trying to find the Pine Grove (and inadvertently walking directly through it to instead find Centennial), I sat down at a bench and stared at the empty park, wondering “where the students might be.
Hello Readers! Happy Wednesday from my (unproductive) study session! I think many people would agree with me when I say that I’m beginning to realize how much I actually have to do before finals week. So naturally I’m procrastinating even more until crunch time actually begins. And how do I procrastinate you may ask? Why, listen to music of course!
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Thanksgiving break! The last deep breath of the semester, before the last two weeks of school and exams. We go home and spend time with family, relaxing and eating higher amounts of food than normal. We’re on the tail-end of Thanksgiving break, but take heart! We have winter break to look forward to. My sister took an early break to visit me! We experienced the tree lighting ceremony together on Monday.
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Happy Monday, Readers, I hope your Monday is off to the best start! If not, just know that there are only three days until Thanksgiving. You’ll get through! Speaking of Thanksgiving, lets talk about this awesome holiday! Questions to be thinking about while reading this post : How do you celebrate Thanksgiving? What are some traditions that you have?
The first snow of the season has arrived in Holland, outlining the branches of every tree, and turning the dirt expanse where Nykerk once stood into a bright white blanket. The pine grove trees covered in snow. And good ol’ Van Vleck is in the background. Our door is ready for Christmas. Wrapping paper has gone up, the garland lines the doorway, and our mini tree has mini present boxes tucked beneath its branches.
LLC (The three-page document making your company legal)? Check. T-shirts ordered? Check. Fifteen boxes in the back of my SUV? Double check. Whose debit card did we use again, anyway? Just kidding. But we’re a discombobulated mess… sometimes. The three of us live only three blocks apart, but now we know why people who work for businesses work in one location together for a reason.
You can feel it in your bones – the need to get out, to put down your pencil, to print out the final draft of your ten-page research paper, close your computer, and breathe. I feel it, too. The itch, the annoyance, the anxiousness that hits us every time we’re about to go on break. We students know that within days we will be home with our families enjoying a warm dinner, laughing with our siblings about moronic things we did when we were little (because we’re probably still sittin
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Hello, Readers! Hopefully your Thursday is grand and you’ve had many adventures today, or at least a good cup of coffee. Did you all know that I’m an English major? If not, now you do, and the event that I’m going to be writing about is one that I’ve looked forward to and geeked out about (to the blank stares and misunderstandings of my friends and family) for basically the whole semester.
This past weekend I attended the GLCA , or Great Lakes Colleges Association, conference here at Hope, whose mission is to “take actions that will help strengthen and preserve our colleges; and by being a leading force on behalf of education in the tradition of the liberal arts and sciences.” This was my first time attending the conference, but I had heard great things from my friends who had gone to prior conferences.
Those who know me know that I can usually be found at Lemonjello’s (LJ’s for short and for the reason that I’m still unsure of the socially acceptable pronunciation of the name). I spend far more of my waking hours at LJ’s than I do at home; often, on days when my first class is at 1 p.m., I’m camped out in LJ’s from about 6:45 a.m. to 12:45 p.m.
I always thought it would be easy. I always figured I’d just be able to do it. But as usual, I was wrong. This upcoming May, I have been given the opportunity to lead a missions trip to Cap-Haïtien, Haiti. Coming with me on this trip will be a combination of students from Hope, friends of mine from Pittsburgh, and some adult leaders from, well, all over the place, actually.
Happy Sunday night, Readers! It’s been a crazy week, and an even crazier weekend full of homework, so what better subject to write about than the thing that got me through it all? That’s right, I’m talking about STUDYING and the place that I get it done best!!! Riveting, I know! Last week I put out a post about the library and mentioned somewhere in there that I like a certain cubby on the third floor for times when my homework is especially overloaded and I feel like I’m
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Living proof of a lasting long distance relationship is that of Hope College and Meiji Gakuin University in Japan. This month Hope is celebrating the 50 years old exchange program. President Udono of Meiji Gakuin spoke at Chapel last Wednesday about the ties between our colleges and their common founding in the Christian faith. President Udono said that their challenge is to share the Gospel with college age students and they hope to one day have a Chapel service as filled as ours here at Hope.
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Lubbers Hall, in all of its glory. I’m here to tell you about my favorite building on campus: Lubbers Hall. At our last student-blogger meeting (Yes, we have those!), we talked about our favorite places to brainstorm or write on campus, the places that get our creative juices flowing. As a writer, this type of space is very valuable to me, and I knew exactly where my creative space on campus was when the topic was brought up.
This weekend, I had the opportunity to journey back to Wexford, Pennsylvania. For the first time in three months, I was going home. Prior to this trip, I would not have even called myself homesick. It’s not that I wanted to leave Hope, or felt lost in Holland, Michigan; I just needed home, and all that comes with it. After a long soccer season that sadly came to a close on Wednesday, my mind and body were desperate for a break.
This week is probably the last warm week of the year. 60s and sunny, leaves cover the Pine Grove, and students cover the leaves. I spent all Tuesday afternoon sitting on blankets with friends. We had great conversations and laughed at each other’s jokes. But tension rose when the conversation poked at controversy. I have a different opinion on homosexuality than one specific friend of mine, and I learned that he was just as passionate about the topic as I was.
Originally, I wasn’t planning on being the RA of my sorority cottage, but it kind of just happened. I was studying abroad when I was asked if I could apply since my sister Mikar, who was originally going to apply, was accepted to study abroad in Brazil. So after submitting my application, there I was trying to figure out how to schedule a Skype interview since I was about 6 hours ahead of everyone back in Holland!
When I say SUNDOG, what do you picture? Personally, I see some sort of sun salutation/upward dog yoga pose combo or a happy dog sprawled out in a patch of sunlight shining through the window. Imagine my surprise when I opened up KnowHope, saw the ad saying, “Career Center Trivia Night in Phelps, SUNDOG view,” and made the connection. Yep.
Nykerk, as put by the 2015 general chair, Claire Leitzen (AKA the “Queen of Nykerk”), is hard to describe. It is a really unique tradition that you kind of have to experience in order to understand. Last night I had the privilege of watching Nykerk for the third year in a row, and as always, it was so fun to watch. I love getting to experience things into which people have poured their heart and soul through all their hard work.
Well Readers, as most of you know, the 81st Nykerk Cup competition took place last night and it was SO impressive! For a little taste if you didn’t see it, you can check out Odd Year’s song and read about the competition in this post from my fellow blogger, Kathryn. Anyway, since you know all about Nykerk now and what the general gist of it is, I thought for this post, I’d give you a different perspective of it!
Last Sunday, part of my close family came to visit me at Hope College. I had the opportunity to speak Czech, my native language, they brought me British tea and the most delicious candy on Earth named Fidorka. But, I also had the opportunity to travel around of Holland and West Michigan area. I realized the greatness of other places like Grand Rapids and Tunnel Park, which are just in the 50-mile radius of Holland.
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