They say that the early bird catches the worm, but is that really true?

Good news, readers: today’s column is a special edition of “I Pity The Jewel.” What’s special about it? Well, I’ve been awake for 28 hours, there is an exciting amount of coffee in my system, I’ve listened to more than one Justin Bieber hit single today and I am just now sitting down to write. Are you excited? I am. Let’s do this.

Being that we’re college students, it’s easy for most Rams to think of some blessings to be thankful for this Thanksgiving. Maybe we’re glad we live in New York City. Maybe we can’t wait to see the renovated Lowenstein Café, replete with granola and more salad. Or maybe we’re just grateful that for the few days we’re at home for the holiday, we won’t have to worry about all-caps, ellipsis-riddled Facebook comments from our parents.

People always tell me that the Columbus Circle area is great for shopping, but is that really true? In a word, no.

Whether you’re a cult member or just very impressionable, chances are you’re concerned about the impending apocalypse in December 2012. Personally, I’m more fixated on another upcoming crisis: fall semester midterms.

At the start of last semester, international studies major Heather Foye, Fordham College at Lincoln Center (FCLC) ’14, didn’t know much about China. But by mid-May, she was standing atop the nation’s Great Wall.

The first day of school: It’s like a scary version of Christmas morning. You wake up early and are ready for surprises. That initial class session means everything in the eyes of your professors and...

I spent a good 15 minutes today trying to think of an uncommonly funny or embarrassing story that I could write about as an introduction to my column. Then I remembered that there’s something embarrassing that I do every Monday and Friday at 8:30 a.m.: take a class at the Alvin Ailey American Dance Theater.

For college students, reading is a daily activity. But while our textbooks can be captivating, the reading we do for class isn’t exactly the kind you would want to curl up with in a coffee shop on a rainy afternoon.

If there’s something everyone loves, it’s a cheap stuffed animal. Just kidding. If that were true, Valentine’s Day gift shopping would be easy. Unfortunately it’s not.

I threw up on the Ram Van. I will come right out and say that because I just finished being a first semester freshman, and that’s what happens first semester freshman year. You move to a new city.