There’s a shared understanding among students that campus food isn’t exactly the highlight of university life. It’s not terrible, it’s not amazing — it simply exists somewhere in the middle, reliably functional and occasionally surprising.
Posts published by “Josh Bodenstein”
Bad Bunny took center stage at this year’s Super Bowl halftime show, delivering a performance defined by high energy, vibrant visuals, and a strong emphasis on cultural identity and togetherness.
I should start with full transparency: I’ve never had a romantic partner. I can, however, cook, which means I’m at least useful in one Valentine’s-adjacent way.
You don’t choose to be born on Pi Day — March 14 chooses you. That’s my official explanation, at least, for why I’ve somehow become The Stute’s resident authority on all things pie.
You weave through campus after a late library session, your mind still buzzing with formulas and deadlines, when downtown voters are turning over something big — something with echoes right here in your life between Newark, Hoboken, and the Hudson’s edge.
It was a damp, moonless night when the screams echoed from behind the Howe Center. Students passing by swore they saw the flicker of wings—thousands of them—spiraling in the glow of a lone streetlamp.
By mid-morning, Stevens comes alive with a kind of warmth you can feel from the top of Castle Point. Families make their way up the hill, clutching coffee cups and cameras, as students lead them through familiar shortcuts and favorite spots.
Lunch awaits. Your friends are nowhere to be found. Walking down Wittpenn Walk, you are tasked with deciding between Pierce Dining Hall or ordering online on Grubhub.