Kenyon is our little home away from home. During these four years, we spend more time overall on campus than we do at home anyways. The people you meet and interact with on a daily basis fill the role of your family. If you think about it in general, it makes sense — we’re dysfunctional and full of angst, yet deep down, we love each other in a weird, warm-fuzzy kind of way. More specifically, many of your Kenyon peers can be assigned specific family roles based on their typical interactions with you. See if your friends fall into any of these potential categories!
College is a stage of our lives where we are often removed from our families for the first time, but this is not always so. Many of us have siblings here, or at other schools, with whom we share very close bonds, experiences, academic interests and even professors. This piece is the first in a planned series on relationships with one’s siblings while in college.
I was a little apprehensive to come to the same school as my sister. We’d both gone to the same, small, high school, been involved in the same activities, had the same teachers, even the same friends. My sister and I are very close, but I always felt that I was following in her shadow. Continue reading
Here at The Thrill, we take pride in reminding you of your most awkward moments at Kenyon. Since we won’t be with you over the holidays, here’s a little present from us to you: The Holiday GIF Guide, in which we catalog all of your worst holiday moments…before they even happen.
In short: You know that time in high school where all of your friends were dating someone but you? It sucked, right? Well, that’s how I feel at all family functions now.
In Long: Two weeks ago my sister and her husband had a healthy and beautiful baby girl. And six months ago my other sister got married and recently bought a house with her husband. Getting married, buying real estate and having babies are all very normal adult things to do in your late 20s, 30s and 40s. When I tell people what my older sisters are doing with their lives, people at first turn their heads slightly to the left, squint, and ask, “And, how old is your sister?” … “She’s 30.” … “Good! That’s totally normal. … So, I guess you’re not the baby anymore!” And that’s where they are wrong; I will always be a baby.
So your parents aren’t coming this weekend. Looks like you’re about to get crafty. Whether it’s mooching a free meal from your home biscuit’s family or figuring out how to cope with your solitude, here are a few suggestions to get you through the weekend: