Recently, there was an anonymous post on the Facebook page “Stevens Compliments & Crushes” regarding my column:
“Lisa Mendotto,
Please stop writing your depressing articles in the Stute.
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.
I used to be really happy to be at Stevens, but lately, I just can’t stand it. Now, I’m counting down the days until I can go home.
Right now, I’m sitting in Pierce. All alone, again. It’s that table straight ahead when you enter, in the left corner by the window.
If you’re interested in reading something spooky about Stevens, put this paper down and go find last week’s issue of The Stute.
Okay, I know we go to a tech school and most people don’t believe in any type of paranormal activity. But strange things happen in this world that can’t be explained!
When I applied to Stevens, I knew it was regarded mainly as an engineering school. Sure, it also offers other science majors, and you could study something from the CAL area, or a type of technology management, but the heart of this innovation university is unquestionably our excellence in engineering.
I feel like I’ve been a different person since I’ve come to Stevens. This past week, I was actually a little sad about it.
There are some things that I really miss about home. Sometimes I miss cooking food, and my dog, and my mom.
It happened. I didn’t think it would ever happen to me. The upperclassmen warned me, and I didn’t believe them — until it was too late.
No, this article isn’t about the past participle of the word “slink.” Partly because there’s not much to say about it, partly because I have something else that’s interesting to write about, but mostly because we go to a tech school and almost nobody really cares about grammar.