March 11 — the day the University of Michigan announced classes were going to be online for the rest of the semester — was a whirlwind. We knew it was coming. I sat restlessly through three classes, paying no attention and completely abandoning my self-imposed rule to put my phone away during class. I checked my texts every five minutes, waiting for the news to break. When the class finally ended at around 3:15 p.m., I bolted straight for the newsroom — not bothering to think about the rapidly approaching deadlines of midterms or papers.