To Whom It May Concern
To Whom It May Concern,
My name is Sarah Maxwell. I was born in the late summer months of 1998, and I’ve wanted to be an Aggie ever since that fateful day. As a sophomore communications major, I am extremely invested in this class and have a perfect attendance record. I participate during lecture and even went to office hours once to ask about my essay. As you are all aware, I frequently answer questions in this GroupMe, even when they are repetitive and easily found in the syllabus.
Now, I humbly come before you in my time of need. My dog Rufus, an adorable miniature Aussie, started throwing up around 1 a.m. last night (message me if you want pics). As you might guess, my sleep schedule was disrupted as I spent hours trying to scrub the stains out of my carpet. Hopefully, my landlord will spare me from any carpet cleaning charges, but that’s beside the point. I made it to my 8 a.m. biology lab (I’m pre-med), but I am totally exhausted. To make things worse, when I got home I noticed that Rufus had puked yet again, this time all over my bedspread. I’m taking him to the vet later today even though money has been tight this month. The only appointment time I could get is right during class, and I need to be a good dog mom for Rufus. Please keep Rufus and me in your prayers. Hopefully, this awful day will be over soon.
I am writing this to you in hopes that someone could send me the notes for today. I don’t want to be that person but…
—Heldenfalls
Once an average student eons ago, Heldenfalls committed some unknown sin against the Aggie gods and has since been burdened with a strange punishment: She is forced to carry her backpack to the top of the infamous Heldenfels stairs only to fall back to the bottom again over and over for all eternity. Though this may seem like a horrible fate, the philosophy department argues that Heldenfalls’ endless task represents the absurd heroism of the human condition. Each atom of that backpack, each mineral flake of those concrete stairs, in itself forms a world. The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a woman’s heart. One must imagine Heldenfalls happy.