Since the Halloween candy-craze has ended, college students and Pocatello residents alike are turning in from the cold and doing their best to survive until winter break. And between homework and planning out Christmas gifts, it might be time for a fall reset.

Stephanie Christensen is pursuing a doctorate in Idaho State University’s Nursing Practice program with plans to become a nurse practitioner. But now, she’s role-playing 52-year-old Rachel, a woman experiencing all the Class A symptoms of menopause, in front of three judges and her professors. She only has three minutes to talk.

No roads, no crowds, no cellphones. Just the sound of a boat’s contact with the water, the current carving the earth, and wildlife noises creating Idaho’s nature scene.

Willis McAleese’s dream was river guiding, and he was living it. But it was 2007, and 10 years of guiding were wearing on him. He would always choose the river over college, but second thoughts were creeping in.

After one sip, I immediately spit it out and declared that it broke the Geneva Conventions. Never before have I had something so nausea-inducing. Was it the canned peaches? Grated ginger instead of ground? The simple fact that I don’t like dairy-based drinks? Either way, please don’t subject yourself to this recipe. 

The Eastern Idaho State Fair wrapped up in early September, ending a successful string of ticket-selling weekends with a sold-out Demolition Derby. Fair-goers come back year after year for events like the horse races, swing dancing competitions, pie-eating contests, countless concerts throughout the month, and the carnival rides. But one thing marks the experience of the Eastern Idaho State Fair like none other: the food. 

Daniel Prior’s mind flashes through the past week of procedures, medical interventions, and surgery prep, hands flexing out of muscle memory to reach for a scalpel. He’s perched on a stable stepstool, arms reaching up, up, up, until his fingers slot into a calloused crevice.

College is a time for new experiences, football game memories, and the fear of communal showers. To survive your freshman year of college, listen to the tips below as written by a highly experienced second-year college student!

Situated between the Administration building and Gravelly Hall, at the intersection of two of the busiest walkways on campus and hidden in the shade of a pine tree, sits a disused and forgotten patio, bearing only a small concrete bench and little else for the on-campus pedestrian.

The room was nearly silent, only filled with small chatter and impatient taps of people’s feet. Everyone was focusing on one thing only: what the following number would be.  

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