Friday, March 27, 2020
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Friday, March 27, 2020
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The last two weeks have been…hectic to say the least. When I started my spring break, I thought it was just going to be a pretty normal time. I’d relax in my apartment for a week, and then get back to class and finish out my junior year with my friends. Alongside my weekly game night with my friends, I’d play in the pep band and cheer on the hockey and lacrosse teams. It was lining up to be a pretty good semester.
Halfway through spring break, I began hearing from my friends in the pep band that schools around the country were shutting down due to the rapidly expanding outbreak of the novel coronavirus COVID-19. I thought that RIT was going to respond in the way that I had come to expect them to; an email stating that they would keep an eye on the situation, and that the health center would remain open for students if they needed it. RIT, for better or for worse, can be a bit stubborn about closing campus, after all. That’s why it was such a shock to me when I received the email telling students that RIT was extending spring break for an extra week, and that classes would be moving online until further notice. In the span of 48 hours, my friends in the band went from joking about how RIT would react to seriously worrying about whether or not they’d be able to come back to campus.
My roommates here in my apartment were similarly worried. Because I’m from California, I had decided that flying during the COVID-19 scare, combined with the sheer amount of time traveling back home would take, was just too much for me to go through in exchange for a week with my family. My roommates, however, did decide to go home. They were all able to drive home, but have now decided not to come back. They’d prefer to work from home.
This is fine with me, as I fully understand that they want to spend time with their families in the comfort of their own homes. My only problem is that now, the apartment is awfully quiet. I’m normally not one to complain about a lack of noise, but the rest of the semester is starting to look like an awfully long time. I’ve been able to keep in contact with my family through weekly video calls, but during the day I still get pretty lonely. I like to talk to people, and the days just seem longer when there’s nobody to talk to here.
I’ve watched more TV than I care to admit, and have played more video games than I probably should have. I’m lucky that I’m still able to work at the library, as I know that a lot of other people haven’t been so lucky.
Halfway through spring break, I began hearing from my friends in the pep band that schools around the country were shutting down due to the rapidly expanding outbreak of the novel coronavirus COVID-19. I thought that RIT was going to respond in the way that I had come to expect them to; an email stating that they would keep an eye on the situation, and that the health center would remain open for students if they needed it. RIT, for better or for worse, can be a bit stubborn about closing campus, after all. That’s why it was such a shock to me when I received the email telling students that RIT was extending spring break for an extra week, and that classes would be moving online until further notice. In the span of 48 hours, my friends in the band went from joking about how RIT would react to seriously worrying about whether or not they’d be able to come back to campus.
My roommates here in my apartment were similarly worried. Because I’m from California, I had decided that flying during the COVID-19 scare, combined with the sheer amount of time traveling back home would take, was just too much for me to go through in exchange for a week with my family. My roommates, however, did decide to go home. They were all able to drive home, but have now decided not to come back. They’d prefer to work from home.
This is fine with me, as I fully understand that they want to spend time with their families in the comfort of their own homes. My only problem is that now, the apartment is awfully quiet. I’m normally not one to complain about a lack of noise, but the rest of the semester is starting to look like an awfully long time. I’ve been able to keep in contact with my family through weekly video calls, but during the day I still get pretty lonely. I like to talk to people, and the days just seem longer when there’s nobody to talk to here.
I’ve watched more TV than I care to admit, and have played more video games than I probably should have. I’m lucky that I’m still able to work at the library, as I know that a lot of other people haven’t been so lucky.
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Anonymous, “Friday, March 27, 2020,” RIT Pandemic Journals, accessed May 17, 2024, https://pandemicjournals.rit.edu/items/show/16.