- “Take a Walk”
- The Residence Hall Experience: Why Dorm Living is Good Living
- Singing in the Holidays
- I Wanna Dance (and sing) With Somebody
- Use Your Imagination
- “Welcome to W&J, I’m your tour guide, Georgia.”
- My New Best Friend…The Teacher?
- The Few, The Proud, The W&J Rugby Team
- W&J: A Commuter’s Perspective
- W&J Presidents go to Pittsburgh and Beyond...
- My Journey with Michelangelo
- Magellan Awards: Just Because Magellan Sailed Around Africa Didn’t Mean I Had To
- The Magellan Project: Ashleigh Kazmeraski
- The Magellan Project: Marissa Stevens
- Red&Black Behavior
- W&J: Serving the Community since 1781
- Washington: Not Your Average Small Town
- Grab a Cup of Coffee with Your Microscope
- January – the New Green-Eyed Monster
- A Family of Athletes
- Liberal Arts Academia: Why Being Well Rounded Matters
- Q&A with Dr. Tori Haring-Smith
Students on Amanda's Residence Hall Floor
The Residence Hall Experience: Why Dorm Living is Good Living
When I moved in to W&J my freshman year, I had no idea what to expect of dorm living and frankly, it terrified me. As an only child, four hours away from home, knowing absolutely no one, I wondered how I would survive SHARING, yes SHARING, my things and my life with a complete stranger.
I was placed in a room with two strangers and soon found the joys of navigating a triple. Add in a few suitemates and a couple of girls from the floor, and I found that I was living not just in a dorm, but in a community.
My Resident Advisor (known as the RA, this is the student who is “in charge” of the floor) made us all feel welcome and truly helped us “get our feet wet.”
This year, I’m a senior, and I decided that I wanted to be the girl who made everyone feel welcomed and appreciated. That’s why I became an RA. I soon learned that being the RA is not like a mother-child relationship (or shouldn’t be, anyway); rather it is like a sibling relationship. My residents keep me on my toes, keep me laughing, and have become good friends.
I’m happy with the community I’ve created, and they make all the hard work worthwhile. That’s the joy of dorm living—an experience that I will never let my own kids skip out on—having a community, being forced to get along, and realizing that the world is bigger than you ever thought it could be.
W&J Class of 2010