I am currently writing this on Wednesday, April 22, for the issue coming out this Friday. For those of you who don’t know, that is really bad.
Posts published in “Mind of a Freshman”
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.
In high school, my day would start at around 6 a.m. and end around 9 p.m. For most of the year, I would be at school 45 minutes early for mock trial practice.
I feel like one thing that I have always heard about, whether it be from older cousins, siblings, friends, or family, is that the Freshman Flu sucks.
Note: Jack slept through his deadline this week and was unreachable. Thus, Claire has gone through his drive and turned an old draft into a Mad Lib in place of a normal article.
Once more, we reach this time of the semester. I may only be a freshman, but it is safe to say that I am over the midterm season.
This past weekend, the newly founded Stevens Mock Trial team competed in its first-ever regional tournament. Although we did not receive a bid to the next level, in my eyes, this tournament went exceedingly well, and the future of the mock trial at Stevens is bright.
This past weekend, I unexpectedly had to leave school for a family emergency. I had a ton of responsibilities that I needed to manage, but it was my family.
I love all sorts of music but there will always be a special place in my heart for French music. Over the last few years, as I have expanded my music taste, French artists always seem to find their way into my queue.
I have always been a bit of a “romantic.” I love making gifts for my friends and family, and showing them special ways to say I love you.
Only a few weeks ago, the Stevens population returned for the spring semester. While most came back this semester to continue in their given program, many freshmen— myself included—came back to start a new program as in the past month, we switched our majors.