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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.

Give me a break

I had two goals for this year’s Thanksgiving break: avoid setting an alarm clock in the mornings, and binge watch the entire first season of Stranger Things.

Respect the Arts

I’m ashamed to admit this, but until last Friday night, I had never seen one of the Stevens Dramatic Society’s performances.

‘Twas the morning of registration

‘Twas the morning of registration, and without a doubt,
I was worried and frantic: “WILL THIS THING LOAD,” I did shout!

Honorably dishonorable

We’re beyond the midpoint of the semester, the Stevens Course Scheduler is FINALLY up, and the Registrar has already informed me that I’m missing required courses despite having submitted a course substitution form— things are just about where I’d expect them to be.

Show up and do the damn thing

If you know me, you know that I’m an avid indoor cyclist. And if you really know me, you know that if it weren’t for my profound love for all things science, I’d most likely be rockin’ it on the podium of a SoulCycle studio.

The Stute: my saving grace

Last week was a blur, as I’m sure it was for many of us. Let’s give ourselves a small pat on the back.

Power of the People

Midterms have arrived, meaning we’re knee-deep into the “Stevens squeeze,” as Dr. (“Doc”) Lombardi calls it. Yesterday, I was daydreaming of apple picking and brisk autumnal nights.

Leaving your corner

You know what I like? A good quote. I’ve heard brilliance uttered by three-year-olds and come across lines of text which conjure up those small, red “100” emojis in my mind.

Bridging the gap

As I reflect on last week, I am chuckling at myself. The essentially homework-less, stress-less, dare I say “fun” beginning to my year was not destined to continue past week four.

Warning: Deadline Approaching

I entered senior year with an open mind, a few less credits, and a positive outlook for the future. It’s week four, and all has remained constant for the most part—the positivity remains intact, but I’m beginning to feel the mid-semester strain work against me, slowly and stealthily.