Hello from my desk at work. This Monday morning was supposed to be just like any other old Monday morning. It’s around 8:30 a.m.
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I have never really understood nostalgia. The concept of feeling nostalgic always seemed very strange to me. Everyone I know, at one point, has seen something, heard something, or even smelled something that, they say, “brings them back to a better time.”
I may not speak for all of us, but I imagine we don’t all love every second of being in school/work and would rather be somewhere else.
So let me give you a little background on myself. I am the youngest of four. My brother, the oldest sibling, is 25 years older than I am.
Autumn. Fall. These words are synonyms. Do either of them excite you? They sure excite me. For most of us, the autumn season is either one group of months surrounding Halloween, or a bitter reminder that the harsh, cold, and blistering winds of winter are coming.
It’s finally here. The first day of the rest of your lives, as they say. These next four to five years will be where you really learn about yourself as a person, and accomplish more than you ever have before.
To the graduating class, I just want to say congratulations. Whether it has been four, five, or more years here at Stevens, I’m sure you are more than ready to leave.
As we approach the end of the semester, I begin to realize how many important milestones people are reaching this time of year.
Buzzfeed like titles aside, we all have pet peeves. Something we find particularly annoying that we never seemed to get over in our lives.
It’s with great pain that I have to write this and have it be read rather than just assume everyone gets the picture.