Debating Nietzsche at 2 a.m. over leftover fries.
DEBATING NIETZSCHE AT 2 A.M. OVER LEFTOVER FRIES.
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Remember those nights? The dorm common room, dimly lit, probably smelling vaguely of instant coffee and forgotten takeout. Your brain, buzzing from a day of dense lectures, suddenly found its second wind. It wasn't about the next exam or the looming essay; it was about something far grander, far more existential.
Someone, usually fueled by a sugar rush or sheer intellectual stubbornness, would drop a philosophical bomb. And just like that, the debate was on. Nietzsche’s will to power, Foucault’s gaze, Kant’s categorical imperative – these weren't just footnotes in a textbook. They were living, breathing concepts, dissected and defended with impassioned arguments, all while poking at a plate of cold, leftover fries.
These weren't just late-night ramblings. They were the crucible where critical thinking sharpened, where friendships were forged in the heat of intellectual combat. You learned to articulate complex ideas, to challenge and be challenged, to see the world through a dozen different lenses, all before dawn broke.
For alumni, these memories flicker back – the shared laughter, the frustrating stalemates, the sudden epiphanies. For current students, these are the moments you're living right now. Embrace them. They are the true curriculum, the unspoken lessons that shape your intellect and worldview long after graduation. They are the essence of what it means to truly engage.