A weeknight for me typically consists of these four things: food, homework, minimal sleep, and more food. After my classes end around 1 p.m.,
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.
As I sit here at my desk writing this column, I realize that it has been almost three weeks since I moved on campus.
Well, here we are: the first week of the semester is over and it has gone in the blink of an eye.
Moving into a dorm as a freshman in college is probably one of the most chaotic experiences someone can have. Between the countless RAs, Orientation Leaders willing to load your belongings out of the car at a speed unknown to man, and going to the Howe Center to check in while 400 other people are doing the same, moving in isn’t the most calming experience.
At one time or another, we were all seniors in high school. Whether it was last year or several years ago, we all remember the pressures of SAT and ACT tests, applying to college, having the “perfect” resume, and surviving daunting college interviews.
About one year ago, I committed to Stevens Institute of Technology. I was so excited to be part of “the class that brought the sunshine with them.”
Everyone gets warned about Senioritis. There are survival tips on WikiHow. There are informative Youtube videos. Look to the right side of this page – yes, even a whole column in The Stute named after the dreadful disease.
Whenever I tell somebody that I go to Stevens, I always get asked about how I like Hoboken. I have mixed feelings.
So, I experienced my first CPAC. CPAC was actually a little overwhelming. I didn’t expect so many people to be on campus.
Obviously, the primary concern of any college should be the conditions for students. Earlier in the semester, I wrote an article about student-centricity at Stevens after attending Pancakes with the President.