Another year, another construction zone. By this time, you’ve probably noticed some changes on campus, like how the view from Reg’s to McMurran literally is just a construction fence as they have started the expansion process of our fanciest dining hall, and that half of our library is unusuable.
And, let’s not ignore the fact that our beloved (and by beloved, I mean creepy) birdman statue is no longer in its usual spot.. I think I saw from a Yak source that shall remain nameless that it’s been moved to behind the warehouse on East? Now all anyone has to look at when they walk to McMurran is the blue construction fence and the “Danger!” signs plastered all over it. Er, I don’t mean Birdman.. What’s the name for it again? “Francis”-something? Someone help me out here…
I really don’t think I have to try and explain how weird it is to not be able to walk to the back of the library to do school work. At the end of last semester, I told myself that I’d be living in the library because I found being there helped me do my work more (not being near my bed to have the thought to sleep was a huge plus), and then I heard that the Collections section (or “Stacks” as a majority of my friends and I call it) was closed. To top it off, there are signs everywhere talking about it being closed.. As if I didn’t need a reminder that it’s going to be *that* more difficult to find a place to sit and do homework without annoying people – or them annoying me.
I mean, they moved some of the tables & cubbies to the Freeman. Innovative, sure, but no one really wants to study in the Freeman where they don’t have access to coffee. Sure, maybe the gym (is CNU subliminally sending us a message that we need to be academically & physically fit?), but definitely not coffee.
And, the last I checked, the alumni house isn’t even finished.
I know this seems like I’m complaining – I mean, I do that a lot, so would you expect anything less? – but I also realize that sacrifices have to be made to achieve greatness. Sure, maybe for my last two years here at CNU I won’t get to use the stacks, but at least I can look back and say after the final product is unveiled, “I got to see this whole process happen.” I will get to endure the sounds of construction as I spin tens of milkshakes, but I will get to look at it after I graduate and feel even more pride in my university than I did before.
So, endure the construction, Captains, because it’s all worth it.