Every class I’m taking this semester has a group project in it. Every. Last. One. So far, we’ve been terrible at communicating.
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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 don’t usually watch the clock when it comes to the school year, but it’s almost that time. Many classes only have 4 or 5 weeks left before finals.
Last Thursday, my laptop stopped working. As usual, I brought it to the Computer Service Center for repair. This being the fifth year of my laptop’s life, I understand that there are going to be problems with my computer, and it will occasionally have to get fixed.
About two weeks ago, I volunteered at a FIRST Robotics Competition in Clifton. A large number of other Stevens students (from the Theta Alpha chapter Alpha Phi Omega) also volunteered.
After several long hours of research, I’ve decided I can barely tell the difference between gossip and news anymore. I mean, there is some information which is obviously news, such as school being closed due to snow or the results of the Olympics, but I think we’re approaching a point in which news and gossip are slowly blending.
So, Saturday classes are a thing now. But frankly, I’m not sure I care. Sure, some things got moved around, but it’s better than the alternatives.
I’d like to take a break from my normal stream of complaints and advice to draw attention to a phenomenon that has emerged on twitch.tv.
Well, the first Thursday of the semester has been cancelled due to snow. I guess it’s just a matter of time before classes become so far behind that the days off will cease to be enjoyable and begin being actual problems.
I was raised in a house that loved snow. My mom teaches first grade, and as it turns out, grade school teachers love snow days just as much as we did when we were in grade school.
There are a lot of things I never really thought I’d do. If you told me when I was a freshman that one day I would write for The Stute, I wouldn’t have believed you.