So this week I was planning to write about food, but that was last night at 2 a.m.. Since then I have reached the new amazing idea of what I recently discovered.
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Mind of a Freshman is an Opinion column written by one or two first-year Stevens students to discuss life experiences during their time at Stevens, and other related subject matter.
Yesterday, I, an 18-year-old college student, went on a Spongebob Squarepants marathon.
As a kid, I had a huge obsession with Spongebob.
As a first-generation Malaysian Chinese American with a college-educated parent, a big part of my upbringing was preparing for college. Or, at the very least, instilling the idea that a successful life starts with a four-year college degree and any other degree after that.
If you haven’t noticed, the theme for this week’s paper is voting. Unfortunately, my political career started and ended with passing AP Gov, so I’d like to take this time to complain about the voting system in my favorite game: Dress To Impress (DTI).
I first smelt it on my way to the Chinese Student Association meeting. Cruising down campus on my booster board to Burchard Hall with the wind rushing past me, I was enjoying the pleasant smell of the campus until my dream world got interrupted by something foul.
Most people’s biggest fear of entering college is their choice of major or making the right friends. My biggest fear is having college be High School Part 2.
There comes a point in everyone’s life where you need to say enough is enough. While for some, that might be because of an annoyingly strict professor or an overbearing parent, for me, it is none of those things.
It was around 1 a.m. and I was walking around the back of Pi Kitchen with a friend. I stumbled across a little furry blob on the floor and got down on the ground to look at it.
If you had the chance, would you jump into a time machine back to your childhood? If you are like me, you will surely, and not for any reason related to escaping obligations.
We’re in that awkward part of the semester where classes are having their final tests before actual finals, you’re being forced to speak to people you haven’t talked to all semester for a project, and your four overdue assignments are lingering over your head.