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Job interviews have a lot in common with blind dates: You sit down with a previously unknown person, talk for a while and exchange some details before ultimately deciding on whether or not you will start seeing each other much more frequently in the future. Granted, interviews are much more one-sided, but the analogy still holds. You go to interviews and blind dates with a similar mentality. Anxious. Excited. Hopeful. You want the person on the other side of the desk (or café table, all the same) to like you. You cautiously poke around a blind date’s life like you feign casual glances around the office as you walk to the interview room, watching to see if you’d fit in.

My aunt used to babysit me after elementary school and my mom always had this rule that if I didn’t have a page written to give to her, she wouldn’t pick me up or take me home. Those pages began as wide-ruled paper covered in six to seven oversized, disconnected words written in agonizing torture (“BIG CORN JUMBO COB YUMMIE GOOD”). But by high school, I was writing for my own pleasure, making me realize that somehow, whether it was due to my mother’s unusual mandate or my own manifestation, I loved to write — and that I loved corn too.

Winter can be an unfortunate time in Southern California. It’s not because of the changes in the weather or the impending holiday season, but because of what this temperature drop does to the fashion sense of most SoCal natives.

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I’ve probably driven by Salon Meritage more than a hundred times in my life. I can’t possibly count how many times I’ve walked right past it on my way to Main Street, or to the Shore House Café, or just to a friend’s house.

I don’t need to try very hard to convince anyone I’m a big eater. Before I became a vegetarian, I would go to Cham Sut Gol for Korean barbeque with a few of my hallmates and finish 6 platters of meat with two others. I would also occasionally go to Brandywine and devour up to 5 chicken breasts along with a ham sandwich and top it all off with a grilled cheese.

No matter which college you attend, there are always horror stories that you learn of after you move in as a freshman; murderers hiding in the closets of school buildings and haunted dorm halls, for instance. However, there is one story we freshmen are constantly warned of; a story that is even more terrifying and gruesome than all the rest because it can actually happen to us. Yes, this threat is the “freshman 15.” Cue the frightening screams and the piercing shrieks.

There are a ton of reasons to hate amusement parks. The long lines, the heat, the exorbitant price for food … But as much as you may hate being put in that situation, we ride operators hate dealing with customers who come to the park surprised that this is the experience.

My family is anything but stable. My parents were divorced when I was four, my mom hasn’t talked to my aunt since I was in high school, one of my cousins hasn’t talked to his parents in years and I refuse to talk to my older brothers. The only other family member (other than my mom) who I actually cared about was my cousin Geoff.

Sadly, autumn is partnered up with midterm season. One of my favorite seasons coupled with my least favorite time of the school year. I cannot completely focus on my studies when all I want to do is search high and low for some sense of the changing season in 80-degree Irvine. I decided to take matters in to my own hands and bring the much-needed weather change to my apartment.

By Annie Kim As college students, our busy schedules constantly keep us on-the-go. Our weekdays are spread among classes, work, study sessions, club events,...