Vesal Yazdi

When you leave the place you call home for a place like New York City, there is little reason to feel homesick; life is just too exciting here.

It happened in elementary school, it happened in middle school, it happened in high school, and it’s happening again in college. That’s right, the Upperclassmen Superiority Complex (UCSC) has made its glorious return.

There was once a time when I could casually drive my fork into one of John Jay’s steaks and then slice it swiftly with my knife—without wincing. I haven’t become a vegetarian, but my relationship with the steak in front of me has changed greatly within the last month.

Oh, the pangs of Literature Humanities burn within my very core and spread like a cancerous disease, reaching my very extremities!