I always hated midterms. The concept of having major cumulative exams and projects on top of regular homework assignments and campus activities is a recipe for sadness and a lot of coffee.
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.
I’m not the most devout Catholic (sorry, mom). Even though I was born and raised in a super Catholic Irish family, went to church every Sunday growing up, and even graduated from a Catholic high school, my application for sainthood would be denied faster than someone trying to get a seat on the Red Line during peak hours.
My favorite movie of all time is The Princess Diaries. To those waiting for their owl with letter in tow saying that they’re admitted into Hogwarts, move aside, because I’m still waiting for a disconnected relative of mine to pop up and inform me that I’m a princess (it’s going to happen one day, I promise).
Well seniors, the countdown begins. There are less than 100 days till graduation and I am honestly unsure how I want to process it.
It’s quite fitting to my personality that I call my birthday “Katie Day.” Despite that the title might indicate otherwise, I’m not a narcissistic person.
On March 4, 1966, a family of 5 stepped foot onto American soil for the first time. With only a purse full of money and the clothes on their back, they felt truly unsure where their new country will take them.
Winter Break: a time to celebrate the holidays, hang out with family and friends, and most importantly, catch up on sleep.
My journalism career began at the age of eight when my elementary school newspaper had an essay application in order to get chosen as a contributor.
On Nov. 29, 2011 one of the most influential songs started streaming the American radio stations: “The Motto” by Drake ft.
Morning classes are not my favorite. I wouldn’t say that I’m not a morning person, but let’s just say that if I had a choice between waking up an hour ahead of time or thirty seconds before I absolutely needed to be up for something, I would choose the latter.