College is full of decisions. Oftentimes they are as simple as picking a room on campus or perhaps as complex as deciding on a major. The first two years are packed with new experiences, friends, jobs and opportunities and by the time we reach the ever anticipated summer break before the start of our junior year, we are inevitably exhausted. Just when we think we are out of the dark, junior year hits us with a new round of decisions that pack far more of a punch than their first-year counterparts. Not only do we begin taking the upper-classmen courses that include rigorous coursework pertinent to our major but the decisions we face oftentimes affect more than just our college careers.
It's obvious that the media in professional sports has helped take the level of entertainment to that of not only a game but a reality show. The real problems though, are the players' loose lips and their coaches' lack of discipline.
With yesterday marking the beginning of the Lenten Season in the Catholic Church, I can't help but a feel a little anxiety about what the cafeteria will hold in store for tomorrow. During this season in the church, for any of those who do not know, believers are asked to give up meat on Fridays.
Over the past nine games, eight loses have been registered by a once promising basketball team. The Pirates got off to a 12-2 start this season and seemed to be headed in the right direction. Within the last nine games a totally different team has seemed to take the court each night.
Throughout my college career, I have had my share of part-time jobs. I mean, what college student hasn't?
Be thankful for our cafeteria, its food and its workers. By no means am I saying that the caf is perfect but it is still something students should be grateful for. No, the food that's served there is not as good as your parents' home-cooking or as delicious and made with love as your grandmother's desserts, so on and so forth. We've all heard the shtick; I've participated in it once or twice, I won't lie.
Dear President Esteban and Athletic Director Pat Lyons,
We have smartphones for freshmen featuring customized "Freshman Experience" apps, Blackboard, SHUmobile app for smartphones, upgraded laptops and even i-clickers that measure a student's participation in class ? all technological advancements that Seton Hall has made recently to enhance the learning experience.
The new year, for me, usually means watching everyone getting caught up in the frenzy of setting resolutions. I say watching because over the years I've found myself not needing to set a goal that will more or less be forgotten by mid-February.
Is the Super Bowl even about the game anymore? Based on the coverage I have seen the past two weeks I find that hard to believe.
10. A Starbucks
David Strathairn is one of my favorite actors. You've probably never heard of him, but you have undoubtedly seen him in at least one of the numerous films in which he has appeared.
I recently had a discussion with a friend about what she called a quarter-life crisis.
As I enter my second semester of my junior year, I have come back more motivated to do work than I ever have.
"This break went by too fast," "I did not get anything accomplished over break," and "I wish that winter break was longer," are all common statements we heard as we reunited with friends and professors during our first week back. As we all start getting back into the swing of things, it is heartwarming to notice that the holiday spirit of giving is still strong on campus.
10. Intro to Wizardry
With the holiday season in full swing, people everywhere are rushing out to get the best gifts for loved ones, except me. I could care less about the Super Bowl for shoppers which is referred to as Black Friday.
In response to the new Facebook privacy chain letter, I hereby proclaim my fabricated copyright on all of the selfies, ranting statuses, and already illegally shared YouTube videos on my timeline, officially ensuring the rights to me and only me, despite the initial privacy agreement I already adhere to as a member of Facebook, and the rights I agreed to as soon as I sold my soul to social media by uploading my first cyber footprint.