I am not in a festive mood. After Hoboken’s Thanksgiving water main break, I am rather grumpy. Before the water main break, I was wondering what to write about for this week, and I found my answer when looking at a piece of trash on the ground.
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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 was going to write about Thanksgiving, make a few quips about family and the holidays, but something happened that sort of threw me off.
If my previous columns stirred up some controversy, I apologize in advance for the waves I am about to make.
Let’s take a moment to talk about school spirit at Stevens.
I am at a pretty interesting crossroads in my life, and I know that my current situation is not at all unique.
We are now past the midway point in the semester, which means that it only gets harder from here on out; so don’t celebrate yet, freshmen!
Okay, so, I am going to start complaining again, because this stupid thing happened again, and I need to blow off some steam about it.
Wow. Look at me.
I have been in this school since August 20, 2011. If I recall correctly, I arrived at 10:45 a.m.,
I have stirred up a bit of drama in the past few weeks, and I think I may have surprised a good number of people with my negative attitude.
I have been around the block here at Stevens. I’ve participated in the newspaper, I am a part of an Honor’s Society, I’ve had my run-in’s with the SGA and Office of Student Life, and I’ve even participated in some rituals for IUA, (photography with The Stute can get pretty hands-on).
I hope by now you all realize that I am horribly disgruntled with this school. From the administration to Physical Plant, I promise you I can complain and whine about everything in this school—and, thankfully, I am finally on my way out!