Upon arriving at Moravian, one will notice how many jocks and meathead types there are.  With this, comes a certain level of stupidity I strove to avoid in high school and imagined I'd be getting away from once attending a private college.  No, to be honest, I feel as if I am among the only students here with any intelligence whatsoever, and this is a strange remark coming from someone like myself who has always felt an air of discontent with whatever it is he does.  Believe me when I say that I tried to make friends with these people, but the whole small school thing made it incredibly difficult.  It's especially hard considering the high number of athletes.  It's just like high school stereotypically is—jocks run the place, and everyone else is left in the dust.  Rigid cliques formed literally within days of move-in.  As an example, it's early December already, and nine times out of ten I am still hanging out with the same people I did three months ago.  While they are good friends, my social life is not blossoming at all like it did in high school, much less like I thought it would here.

So let's say one does make a whole slew of friends at Moravian.  There are parties usually every weekend, and sometimes during the week, but they are almost always in small, cramped, crowded rooms.  If one doesn't prefer the alcohol, then their options are pretty much limited to sitting around in someone's room watching movies since the town itself is not that great either (as described below.)

Bethlehem itself is an absolutely beautiful town, especially now during the holiday season.  By no means does this imply that it is an exciting town to be in.  Moravian's northern campus (where I live) is a fairly long walk away from Historic Bethlehem or where the “action” is.  Once one makes that trek, they will come across a variety of shops and restaurants that are all very aesthetically charming and quaint but not in the average college student's budget.  To actually have a good time, one must find a way to get to the Lehigh Valley Mall in Allentown or stretch the journey out even further with a trip to Philly.

The Liberal Arts curriculum that this institution so excessively reveres is a complete joke.  This Spring semester, I am required to take five classes that have absolutely no relevance to my intended International Business major.  They will say this is “to build a well-rounded individual.” Maybe so, but consider this: non-Liberal Arts institutions suggest a variety of classes within a student's major.  With that in mind, if one is to graduate from Moravian or another Liberal Arts school, they will have mediocre aptitude and knowledge in an array of subjects, whereas everyone else will be thoroughly prepared to pursue a career in the field in which they came to school for in the first place and plan on MAKING A LIVING.

As my first semester draws to an end, I'm trying to find a way out of here.  I'll probably just suck it up until the end of the school-year, but I definitely need to find a more exciting and self-enhancing place to be.