If you have read any of the other senior columns, you have seen that they were nice, or reminisced about college life.

But mine isn't going to be that way. I believe students don't get enough constructive criticism here, so I am going to give you a little.

Even though I am not a writer, but a photographer at the paper, I see and hear the same things as any other student.

You might have seen my name really small underneath a photo at some point, if you pay attention to details, but probably forgot it 10 seconds later. So here's my voice to go with those photos. Some may read this and consider me bitter or mean, but whatever.

I am going to go into points that I realized could have been better or changed to a humorous view, and to make a point that should be taken seriously. First, let me talk about the nightlife at Penn State and how it affects what is "Happy Valley".

So when going out on a regular night, the common denominator of what you will see is a guy wearing the obvious "popped collar," or the T-shirt about a beach party that never existed, and topping it off with the white sea shell necklace. Or the girls who wear the short skirt with the Viking/Eskimo boots. It's like putting together Ashlee Simpson and Bjork.

You know what? They are probably making it right now and it will probably sell tons of records.

So anyway, these people make up most of the nightlife.

I'm not saying it's particularly bad, but it's the cookie-cutter look and mindset that will change whenever the masses tell them to.

Also, you will probably hear them screaming out loud the newest pop culture catch phrase, or just a "WOO." Too bad Rick James passed on 'cause Chappelle could have made a new phrase that I could have heard every five seconds again.

But the point I am trying to make is that I am ignorantly categorizing these people by saying they are the ones who homogenize the culture that makes up Penn State, which affects everything around it.

This affects it by putting a stereotype on our school, but a stereotype that is sadly true.

It is the stereotype that our school is a bunch of meatheads that drunkenly cause problems every weekend instead of just enjoying the ability to get drunk and have no real responsibilities.

It puts a scar on what people think of this school, but I don't see it changing any time soon.

Now, on the flipside, there are artsy/pretentious people who are also duplicates of each other but usually they will just sit in a dimly lit room.

Wearing sport coats and berets discussing how amazing the orange gates in Central Park were when in reality it was just orange cloth on wood, is an example. But these people really don't do any harm to anyone else. They just might spill their wine on your carpet.

Now I'm not saying I haven't done any one of those drunken things at one time in my life; I probably yelled, "I'm Rick James ..." in some drunken moment and I have put holes in my walls. But the point that I'm trying to make is that individuals need to relax and realize where they are.

They are in the bubble of reality that is Penn State. We are in the middle of Pennsylvania, not Los Angeles or New York City. There is no reason for so many sexual assaults or violence anywhere, but especially not in the middle of nowhere.

We don't have gangs or a huge poverty problem. I don't remember seeing a crack head on Beaver Avenue, but I do remember seeing a girl on a cell phone yelling about how drunk she was the night before. We are in a spoiled area that needs some major help and a major makeover.

This past weekend a tragic event happened in front of my house. An event that woke me up that I soon wont forget.

A student's life was tragically taken away -- a student who religiously played wiffelball with his close friends and just enjoyed his surroundings.

With all the petty things I mentioned before there is a lot more to life than what some people value in this town.

I only hope that some will take heart and realize what it is that they have here.