Spring Break
Goodbye senior staff
Staff turnover brings back fond memories
MARNI GOLDBERG
Issue date: 2/3/06 Section: OpEd Page
Sitting down to write these 1,000 word tirades has never been something I've looked forward to. This one is no exception.
To be honest, it makes me mildly uncomfortable to talk about myself, my thoughts and my friends in paragraph after paragraph.
I have a sneaking suspicion the student body doesn't really care about my winter break, my thoughts on Valentine's Day or my strong opposition to the sheer volume of people present at Bell Tower on any given weekday at noon.
That said, I am going to apologize ahead of time for failing to entertain Miami Student readers with witty recounts of my weekend (and lately, weekday) escapades uptown.
Because in reality, the only thing that has been on my mind in recent weeks is The Miami Student and the wonderful people who I spend my days and nights with in the newsroom.
Yes. This is going to be the cheesiest 1,000 words to grace this page in a long time. But I am totally OK with that.
I think the reason I find myself getting so sentimental (and feeling the need to bore a lot of people who do not care about my sentimental-ness) is because, as the month of February dictates, staff turnover at The Miami Student is upon us and with that phenomenon comes the inevitability that it is time for some of my closest friends to leave the newsroom and discover the life that exists outside of 17 MacMillan Hall.
Admittedly, change has never been something I particularly enjoy. But what makes this change different is that it comes as an early reminder that our college experience only lasts for so long. I have spent the last semester in the newsroom with a group of people who have become like a family to me in a place that truly feels like home.
With the recent addition of a futon complete with throw pillows, the newsroom feels more like a living room than an office.
More important than the space (and its prime location with easy access to multiple dining locations when the need for caffeine takes over at 1 a.m.) are the people that fill it.
To be honest, it makes me mildly uncomfortable to talk about myself, my thoughts and my friends in paragraph after paragraph.
I have a sneaking suspicion the student body doesn't really care about my winter break, my thoughts on Valentine's Day or my strong opposition to the sheer volume of people present at Bell Tower on any given weekday at noon.
That said, I am going to apologize ahead of time for failing to entertain Miami Student readers with witty recounts of my weekend (and lately, weekday) escapades uptown.
Because in reality, the only thing that has been on my mind in recent weeks is The Miami Student and the wonderful people who I spend my days and nights with in the newsroom.
Yes. This is going to be the cheesiest 1,000 words to grace this page in a long time. But I am totally OK with that.
I think the reason I find myself getting so sentimental (and feeling the need to bore a lot of people who do not care about my sentimental-ness) is because, as the month of February dictates, staff turnover at The Miami Student is upon us and with that phenomenon comes the inevitability that it is time for some of my closest friends to leave the newsroom and discover the life that exists outside of 17 MacMillan Hall.
Admittedly, change has never been something I particularly enjoy. But what makes this change different is that it comes as an early reminder that our college experience only lasts for so long. I have spent the last semester in the newsroom with a group of people who have become like a family to me in a place that truly feels like home.
With the recent addition of a futon complete with throw pillows, the newsroom feels more like a living room than an office.
More important than the space (and its prime location with easy access to multiple dining locations when the need for caffeine takes over at 1 a.m.) are the people that fill it.
