January 19, 2000 is a day that the Seton Hall community will never forget. As students slept, a senseless prank led to a deadly campus fire. It also claimed the lives of three fellow students and left several with serious injuries.
In my three years at Seton Hall, it seems every year around this time that students stop showing up to the sporting events on campus. The first few weeks are filled with students going to soccer games and other team sports but then when weather is not perfect, students become disinterested in attending these games. While in some ways I can understand this, it does not mean you should stop supporting your fellow students on the field.
Sometimes I find it ironic that as a Peer Advisor my job is to help freshmen find their place at our University. I say that because it took two years for me to really come into my own and find my place here at Seton Hall. Talk about not taking your own advice. I think I have always been caught up in doing what others expect me to do and for the first time in my entire life I do things the way I would do them.
As everyone already knows, the cost of attending Seton Hall is a bit pricey. I would not even be able to afford to go here if it were not for the scholarship I received and student loans that help me pay for my time here at Seton Hall.
Have you notice anything new on Seton Hall's campus? There has been an influx of skateboarders riding all around campus. It seems that skate- boarding has taken on a life of its own. College students have their skateboard strapped to this hip and backpacks in tow, venturing off to classes, work and more. This new phenomena has taken over Seton Hall campus and we have to say that it is a pretty cool idea.
As editor in chief of The Setonian for this coming academic year, I want to thank you all for reading. Whether you are diving into our 16 page publication every Thursday as it comes off the press, or even if this is the first and last time you'll open a copy, your participation means so much. The Setonian encourages feedback from our audience - faculty, administrators, students, parents, strangers on the web, etc.
As I ventured on campus to begin my 'last first day' of college, a range of emotions fell over me. Although I was excited that I was finally a senior and considered the big dog on campus, I also felt scared thinking about the near future. In just over nine months, it will be time for me to step out of the utopia that I call college and enter into the real world.
That mystical moment the near future held all summer, the one I waited patiently and impatiently for was finally here. It was move-in day, Aug. 23. I had my sights set on this date since the moment I received that acceptance letter, when the next chapter of my life would finally begin.
As the school year begins, excitement over the new addition to campus is certainly unavoidable. Dunkin' Donuts has arrived and has already been a hit for students as well as faculty. The line has almost constantly been out the door and wrapped around the library at any given hour. The new question that everyone is asking on campus seems to be "Have you grabbed a snack from the new Dunkin'?"
My Fellow Pirates,
Two days after I sent in my application to Seton Hall I turned on the television to watch the news after a long day at school and the top news story was about a man who had driven on to this campus, shot himself in his car, and walked into a residence hall, bleeding at the stomach from the wound.
As was reported on page one of The Setonian this week, the Theatre Council shake up has many of its members up in arms. The proposed leadership change could potentially remove the Theatre Council student executive board, giving sole say over the operation of the Theater Council to one individual and the faculty.
Four years at Seton Hall can't teach you every life lesson. Sometimes, you learn from the people around you - people who hurt you. That's where the real lessons are learned.
Since day one at Seton Hall, the one thing we learned is to be mindful of everything that's been given to us, and to pay it forward. The countless hours of community service that we did freshman year and beyond instilled that in us.
It is no secret that the journalism profession has constantly evolved over the past few decades. What was once dominated by personalities such as Edward R. Murrow or Walter Kronkite has now taken many forms. From professionals to citizen journalists to student journalists, the practice of journalism is continuing to grow, yet many fear it has ceased to prosper.
If you came here expecting to read about how great my life has been over the last four years, now would be a good time to turn the page and find something else to read.
Is the choice of college major solely made out of passion for a person's particular course of study? Or, has the single biggest decision at the beginning of every student's college career become littered with ambiguity by the gravities of society's economic pressures to make a certain base salary right after graduation?
It was around this time in my freshman year when I came very close to submitting applications to transfer out of Seton Hall. I would have gone anywhere, but I was pretty sure I wasn't staying here.
I have to admit, Seton Hall was not my first choice. In fact, it was my safety school, and last on the list of schools I ever wanted to attend. I'm not sure why I drastically changed my mind to enroll, but I'm glad I did.
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