It never ceases to surprise me how much my life has changed over the years. I used to be a high schooler waiting for the moment I could get a driver’s license; and here I am, several years later, about to graduate college and enter the workforce.
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.
He did the mash! The Monster Mash, he did the mash. It was a graveyard smash! Ghosts on trees, spiderwebs and orange lights landscaping front porches of the neighborhood—it’s that time of the year, Halloween time.
When classes were online, it was relatively easy to stay on top of your responsibilities. I would wake up and plan out my day, and work through all of the things I had to get done.
We are all too familiar with the Stevens ratio. Before visiting campus, you should at least get an idea of what you’re getting yourself into when you attend a tech school.
Being a student has a variety of challenges associated with it that is unlike anything else that I have experienced. When it comes to managing your schedule, a work-life balance, or your social life, it seems like you’re always being thrown curveballs.
Balancing school, social life, work, extracurriculars, and/or whatever you are involved in is a challenge. To me, balancing the different aspects of your life is the most necessary skill an individual should have aside from learning how to learn.
The 2019-2020 school year got off to a great start. Returning students were greeted with unstable classroom assignments as the registrar struggled to find rooms amidst wide-reaching construction projects throughout campus.
Senior year. Saying those words out loud sounds wrong somehow. After three, painstakingly long yet short years at Stevens, I still can’t fathom that my time here is almost up.
A lot has happened since the pandemic started way back in March. Our academic and social lives were drastically impacted by our return home, considering how most of us spent the last year and a half stewing in our rooms.
Although I have a month until I walk across the stage at graduation, the time has finally come for my last column.