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Posts published in “Senioritis”
Senioritis is an Opinion column written by one or two Stevens student(s) in their last year of study to discuss life experiences during their final year at Stevens, and other related subject matter.
As a Stevens student, there’s hardly any time to play the games that I would want to play. It’s a struggle we’re all familiar with: avoiding buying a new game because we know we’ll get way too absorbed in it and that it’ll pull us away from our work.
College is a unique place. It can be a place to start anew, find yourself, find a group of life-long friends, discover your passions, and so much more.
School is stressful. College life is full of problems, and it can be overwhelming at times. The average Stevens student needs to deal with clubs, organizations, friends, family, work, and more, while maintaining a solid grade point average.
It’s a Friday afternoon, I walk out of my Airbnb to get some fresh air and go for my morning walk when the soft touch of snowflakes gently land on my face making my cheeks rosy red.
With Thanksgiving behind us and enough turkey, ham, and stuffing in our bellies to put us in hibernation, it is officially Christmas time!
I have somewhat of a confession to make. In high school, senioritis never really ‘hit.’ After I was accepted into Stevens, I decided to take it easier in my classes, but a lot of them were AP classes that I’d be taking the exam for soon.
November. It is one of the busiest months of the year in my opinion. Halloween decorations are hastily taken down and replaced with Christmas trees and twinkle lights, and you can finally begin to acknowledge the Christmas items in Macys and TJMaxx that have been on the shelves since the first week of September.
It never ceases to surprise me how much my life has changed over the years. I used to be a high schooler waiting for the moment I could get a driver’s license; and here I am, several years later, about to graduate college and enter the workforce.
He did the mash! The Monster Mash, he did the mash. It was a graveyard smash! Ghosts on trees, spiderwebs and orange lights landscaping front porches of the neighborhood—it’s that time of the year, Halloween time.