I Can't Rot Anymore

I Can't Rot Anymore

This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at West Chester chapter.When I came to college, I developed a Thursday night tradition: I call my parents at 7 PM for however long it takes to talk about our week. At the end of the call, my parents ask me what my plans are for the weekend. My answer has changed over the semesters. In freshman year, more often than not, my answer would be, “rot.”The conditions have to be perfect to …