The teetering midpoint of the college experience includes… running out of clean clothes before you’ve realized it, begrudgingly admitting sometimes Pierce has better meals than you have time to cook, and realizing you’re far enough in now that there’s no point in not getting your degree.
Posts published by “Keenan Yates”
Managing Editor of The Stute. 3/4 Engineering Management major. Solid swimmer. Novice guitar player. Terrible surfer.
What nobody tells you about your first semester on campus, whether in your sophomore or freshman year, is how badly you end up missing home.
Being on The Stute has subtly switched my inner calendar from the 2021-2022 Fall Semester Schedule to The Stute Schedule. So while we still have a month left of school, knowing that this is my last article of the term has me thinking my finals are next week which, for the good of myself and all other students on this campus, is very much not the case.
One barren planet, one fierce storm, and one stranded astronaut with a hilarious sense of humor and resourcefulness. Mix these three together and say hello to your next must read science fiction novel—Andy Weir’s The Martian.
I have many a time heard upperclassmen remark, wistfully, that between academics, athletics/extracurriculars, a social life, and a consistent sleep schedule, you can only have three of the four at any given time in college.
California will always have a place in my heart because I have lived there a majority of my life. I will be the first to admit, however, that the golden state lacks in one particular area: the dramatic changing of the seasons.
“It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.”
If you knew your time on earth was almost over, what wisdom would you choose to impart to the world? Randy Pausch, after being diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, pondered this thoughtful question in The Last Lecture.
Some things never get old: vampires, Greek mythology, forwarding chain emails, and the most relevant at this current point in our lives—stress inducing deadlines.
Off-campus living — exciting, intimidating, and filled with an endless amount of “I have to carry my groceries how far??