When I was five years old, I got an advertisement in the mail from a local college theater company. They were promoting their children’s performing arts program and were trying to recruit new actors.
Posts published in “Second-Year Freshman”
Second-Year Freshman is an Opinion column used to explore the unique experiences of Sophomore students who studied remotely their freshman year during the coronavirus pandemic, and are now experiencing campus life for the first time during the 2021-2022 academic year.
As the seasons change, the air begins to fill with a crisp coldness that always reminds me of winter. This is the type of air that nips at your skin and turns it red, forcing you to whip out your winter coat and layer up.
Being on The Stute has subtly switched my inner calendar from the 2021-2022 Fall Semester Schedule to The Stute Schedule. So while we still have a month left of school, knowing that this is my last article of the term has me thinking my finals are next week which, for the good of myself and all other students on this campus, is very much not the case.
I have many a time heard upperclassmen remark, wistfully, that between academics, athletics/extracurriculars, a social life, and a consistent sleep schedule, you can only have three of the four at any given time in college.
California will always have a place in my heart because I have lived there a majority of my life. I will be the first to admit, however, that the golden state lacks in one particular area: the dramatic changing of the seasons.
Ambition is the driving force of life. It is a fire that resides deep within our spirit, and each person has a unique precedent force that ignites it.
Some things never get old: vampires, Greek mythology, forwarding chain emails, and the most relevant at this current point in our lives—stress inducing deadlines.
Off-campus living — exciting, intimidating, and filled with an endless amount of “I have to carry my groceries how far??
The freshman class at any school is notorious for being filled with a bunch of newbies. A symbol of inexperience and confusion, freshmen can tend to walk around campus like a lost puppy, searching for an owner.
Being a second-year freshman is a lot like online dating. You’ve hypothetically “met” the
school already, and decided this is the one based on the limited information you were given.