Two semesters. Five(ish) classes. Fifteen credits. Nine months. That’s all that stands between me and the real world — and I cannot wait.
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.
So that’s it, then. This is my last column.
for all complaints of deadlines, late nights spent editing and revising, writing for The Stute has been a hidden blessing.
Trigger warning: mention of eating disorders
A few days ago, I received a lovely compliment from a near-stranger. It went something like this: “You present yourself to the world very well.
I have a complicated relationship with money. Though, in all honesty, complicated doesn’t even really begin to scratch the surface of it.
I’ve always been obsessed with predicting the future. So, the question on my mind these days is: After completing two degrees and landing a job — what’s next?
Two days ago, a girlfriend I’ve known since freshman year left our small, shared group chat. There wasn’t any warning, per se.
For someone who writes a weekly column, I (admittedly) don’t read very much as far as news and blogs go. I wish I did, and I know it’s taken a toll on my stylistic growth (or lack thereof).
Like many of my peers, I assumed that my second semester in my senior year here would be much like the one I had in high school: no stress, no worries, just chilling and living my best life.
I really love fashion. Not in a I-love-looking-pretty-all-the-time kind of way. It’s a I-will-review-fashion-week-shows-and-run-commentary-on-new-collections-to-anyone-who-will-listen-to-me kind of way. I view fashion as an art form as much as a commercial endeavor, and I’ve never made a secret of it.