What’s New: We’ve Got Two Interns
We’ve expanded this semester, and we’ve got two fall semester interns. Here’s an introductory post from Maggie McGlinchy.
Until I walked into my shoebox of a dorm in East Halls, I had no connection to Penn State. I’m not from Pennsylvania, I don’t watch football, and there is no Penn State legacy in the family. Just me.
Graduated from a tiny public school on the Jersey Shore, I thought Penn State seemed like the exact change of pace I needed. Big campus, big school, lots of people, and no hand-holding. I could finally escape the small-town stigma, meeting new people everyday and walking to class unrecognized. Plus, I heard those tailgates were a lot of fun.
Then I got here and realized how tiny a fish I was in this big pond.
I was fine, of course. I joined some organizations, met some people, and went to some parties. So it goes. But the more time I spent at Penn State, the more I realized I hadn’t left my small hometown bubble at all, but instead moved to a bigger, more exciting bubble.
There is no better place to do your undergrad than in State College. It’s like four whole years of summer camp, but at the end you get a degree (and some debt). The feeling that comes along with pulling onto College Avenue is part of being a Penn Stater. There is something about State College that never changes, something about the safety of our home away from home that makes it feel like we never left.
I can always count on Old Main to chime in on my walk to and from class, I can always count on McLanahan’s having literally anything that I may need in stock, and I can always count on the Starbucks line in the HUB to be offensively long.
This semester, I hope to capture the undergraduate exuberance and give it to you wherever you may be reading: from work, from the couch, or even from New Jersey, so you can feel like a doe-eyed freshman all over again.
Maggie McGlinchy, intern