Agnes Scott College - Silhouette Yearbook (Decatur, GA)

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you do There are two sides to Scott-life. They are acknowledged in the college catalog, even if the second is somewhat buried in the midst of aca- demic enticements. For Scott is a college cam- pus dedicated to higher learning — and yet, she is also composed of flesh and blood people — and people do not exist on books alone. And if the academics can be overwhelming, so can At- lanta and its enticements. For an intricate part of learning can not be found in books — it can only be experienced. The trick is balancing the two. It ain ' t easy. The lure of an interesting course can keep the best Scotty buried in the library all quarter, only to emerge upon exam date to notice the leaves have fallen and it has been raining. And the work-load could make the staunchest scholar shudder at times, especially when a student has been blessed with three or four professors whose chief pleasure in life is reading papers late at night instead of watching Johnny Carson. On the other hand, one look at Creative Loaf- ing, and one is bound to hop in the next conve- nient means of transit and loaf — creatively. Culture, concerts, bars, lights, action — all await the willing in Hot ' lanta . But, mostly, just about anything will do when you have the screaming heeby-jeebies and library-itis. The trick is, once you get stuck in one rut, changing to another and then maintaining a balance be- tween. It ain ' t easy, r

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m AS DARWIN SAID :©w T( A LIBEMAL EBUCATIIOIM, SC©TT STYLE So — you are in the midst of midterms (but didn ' t they start the third weetc of the quarter, and isn ' t this the seventh?) and you have three papers due within just as many days. Congratulations. You have just discovered the liberal arts syndrome. Basically the philosophy is that each professor does his or her own thing and you try to do theirs all at the same time. The basic symptoms of this dread disease, besides those listed above, are a sudden kinship with the books on the fourth stack of the library, talking in your sleep wherein you blaspheme your (liberal) education and scare your roommate, staying up to unearthly hours (that were certainly meant only for p artying), a tendency to eat fast and a lot (even though the dining hall food has never turned you on before) and recurrent dreams featuring: a) the librarians; b) great artists and their works; c) the Krebs Cycle — in correct order (but you couldn ' t do it if you were awake); d) Moby Dick; e) Ishmael; f) Shakespearean orations; g) the Terror, featuring you as chief headman and your profs as the fated enemies of your college career; h) any of the above; i) all of the above. What to do? Buy stock in the Coke company — you will probably drink enough Tab to make thirty rats have cancer. Then, do your best to grin and bear it — the break will be here soon. S]