Harper Yi

You know that epic date scene in most romantic movies? The guy wants to get with the girl so he does something amazing and/or crazy and/or stupid to get with the lady of his choice. It can happen at the beginning of an epic romance a la Ryan Gosling hanging off a Ferris wheel. It can happen in the middle when Heath Ledger (may his talented soul rest in peace) gets the pep band to play “Can’t Take My Eyes Off of You” during your soccer practice so he can serenade you while evading school security. It can happen in the end when Jake Ryan waits for you after your stupid sister’s wedding so you can split your 16th birthday cake between just the two of you in the dark (because everyone else forgot).

Fact: Nearly every girl is taught to want that epic date scene to happen. It’s why we all think we’re supposed to like candlelight and impromptu picnics and sweet-quirky-clever dates. It’s conditioned into us with love songs and movies and TV shows and romance novels. We want romance. We want adventure. We want Ewan McGregor climbing up an elephant’s butt in a tuxedo to sing to us about how we were made to love each other.

Granted, not every girl goes for this. However the world can try to tell us what we should be, we often have our own ideas on what we want. Or don’t want.

With regard to the whole “epic date” thing, I find myself between a rock and hard place, as I often find myself. And by that I don’t mean to alarm you—I’m rarely, if ever, in any sort of hot water. Instead, I am constantly finding myself flailing around like an idiot in a sort of lukewarm water. I’m an embarrassing eccentric who wears her heart on her sleeve and cries during Disney movies. This is my lot in life.

See, I find myself once again, annoyed by preconceived notions on what women want. Or what men want. Or what love is.

It’s all led up to this. The pressure is on and everything is due all at once. This is make it or break it time—but let’s not fall into a pit of despair, let’s not board up in Swem regardless of our mental or hygienic condition, and let’s not forget that there is a lot to look forward to and be happy about.

Trekking the campus is a fantastic way to enjoy the loveliness of Williamsburg-- but it's not the quickest way to get to class when you had an unexpected battle with your hair before leaving the dorm, or took too long trying to get an omelet at breakfast, or missed your phone alarm. The Execs of HerCampus William and Mary are now riding in style on our Kickboard scooters. 

You probably rocked a razor scooter back in the days you also wore ringpops and crimped your hair. Well, these scooters are made for grown-ups like you and me and are a great way to get around campus-- the smoother parts of it anyway! (Stay safe, kids, don't try to jump the Sunken Garden stairs!) They're portable and collapsible so you can keep them in your dorm room under your bed. The wheels are large and stable, and chances are you still remember how to ride one of these babies. They're more compact and in most cases cheaper than a bike. They're great for getting somewhere quickly-- not to mention every single part is replaceable, so your ride will last longer! Kickboard has many different models for kids and adults (or at least adult-sized people like us)-- we're rocking the White Kick!

Not every safety announcement we get on campus is a good one. Sometimes there are actual incidences of crime and/or tragedy. But today, like many other days, lets have a laugh at this. Let's just laugh and be glad that this qualifies as front page news here in Thrilliamsburg. And let's be thankful we live somewhere as safe and relatively quiet, apart from the occasional stapler firing off into bulletin boards, piercing the moist Williamsburg air.