A couple of people have written to ask why I haven’t commented on the recent batch of people falling from high places at NYU: there’s no specific reason. I suppose it’s surprising that we’ve had two suicides within the past month or so, but I don’t think it’s surprising that they both took place in Bobst - the first person just proved for everyone who’d ever wondered that yes, you would die if you hopped that tenth floor railing.

Of course, once midterm season hits, everyone starts to feel the strain - but freshmen more than most, especially if (like me) they’re trying to adjust to NYC at the same time that they’re adjusting to the whole college thing in general. Academically speaking, I’m under a great deal more stress now than I was my first year here, but I suppose I’m better equipped to deal with it (no longer being eighteen probably has something to do with that). If anything, I get a little sad when I think that this is the last fall semester I’ll be spending at NYU - at least as an undergrad.