Dear Sweet, Starry-Eyed (and quite possibly hung-over) Freshmen Everywhere: Today you’re leaving your dorm room, throwing a backpack over one shoulder, and walking into your first college class. You’re imagining that in four or five years— armed with a barely-dry diploma– you’ll be ready to conquer the world. You won’t be. A college degree is like a very expensive train ticket: you absolutely need it to board the train….but then you can basically wad it up and throw it in the bottom... Read more