This is it folks; one more semester left for the old timers here at the Old Stone Mill. By the time you read this, there will be a little over 100 days left in our time here at Stevens as an undergrad or graduate student. In a few short months we will be walking on that stage in the IZOD Center venue that will hold our graduation ceremonies. It seems incredibly surreal.
I arrived back on campus about a week before classes started due to my obligation as a Resident Assistant. I took part in my tenth and last training session as an RA. I felt like I had received a badge of honor when I took my training schedule. It said to me “you’re old, you know what to expect”. As a staff, we scheduled our days for duty and I looked at my class schedule.
Tuesdays and Thursdays hold the bulk of my academic load with Senior Design, TG, Spanish 101 (shout out to the College of Arts and Letters for finally adding Foreign Languages) and Supply Chain. Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays though? Microeconomics from 10-11 a.m.. If yours truly had not been so reckless with his studies sophomore year, he would have been enjoying his four day weekends. It is ok though, because at least this class gives me a reason to get out of bed and look somewhat decent and be productive.
What about the job hunt? What prospects do I have in sight for me after graduation? To be honest, I have been entertaining the idea of going to graduate school for broadcast journalism, specifically in sports (if you are from ESPN or NESN and reading this, I would accept an offer in a heartbeat, just saying). Perhaps in a few years from now, you will be hearing my voice report on the newest scandal, Sedate-gate, involving the New York Jets tampering with visiting teams’ water supplies with sedatives (Adam Schefter, you can have that one for free), but for now I am just focused on getting to that stage in May and being handed that piece of paper saying “Here’s what paying six figures over five years will get you, now go out there and pay us back and don’t forget to send us your annual pledge”.
Who knows what the future will bring for me, for the class of 2015. It is definitely possible that I could actually use my degree and work at Ernst and Young as an analyst or studying financial trends for Merrill Lynch. I could be one of the lucky ones that gets picked out by Exxon-Mobil to start out with a six figure salary with a signing bonus, but to be honest I don’t think living in Texas is quite my style. Whatever happens, all I know is that all that I am experiencing here and now is what being a senior feels like.
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