2011 is winding down, exams are picking up, and here at The Eye we’re feeling all sorts of bittersweet about our last issue of the semester. To commemorate a year well done (or just plain done), this week’s lead story features nine editor’s opinions on the Best of 2011. Over the next couple of days we’ll be featuring additional stories on Spectrum—today, check out Molly Speacht’s Best of 2011, with the “Best Netflix Binge.”
Every Friday, I make a vow to myself: I WILL work all day on Saturday. I WON’T leave all my work until Saturday night and have a panic-induced breakdown in Butler 209 at three in the morning.
Do I often keep this promise to myself? What do you think? Of course not. Though it’s not like I don’t try. I set my alarm for 10AM, which should be a reasonable time for a normal human being to wake up on a Saturday morning. After hitting the snooze button until one, I try to convince myself to take a shower, put on real clothes, and responsibly head to the library.
