Midterms are over. The halls are quiet. The smell of burnt coffee and despair still lingers in the air. Somewhere, a printer is jammed, and no one is brave enough to fix it.
Posts published in “Halloween”
Every freshman at Stevens hears the same whispered warning during their first semester:
“Don’t anger the Torch Bearer.”
At first, it sounds like a joke — another harmless Stevens tradition, like complaining about the dining hall or pretending you understand thermodynamics.
Pumpkin pie, pumpkin spice lattes, pumpkin everything; it’s pumpkin season! I’ve been scrolling through Pinterest all day trying to find the perfect pumpkin carving idea.
We all know that phase in life where we’re considered adults but still googling how to cook perfect one-minute rice. You’re growing up; school is harder, feelings are more complicated, and all you want to do is be a kid again, where the biggest problem in your life is who you’re going to play with at recess.
The story of Frankenstein was truly a masterpiece of fiction for its time, which is especially impressive considering Mary Shelley, the author of Frankenstein, wrote the first draft of her novel at only 18 years old.
“I’m sure everyone knows that spiders make silk and have venom, but they also fly, play songs, walk on water, solve puzzles, and live everywhere, from underwater to the tallest mountain peaks on Earth,” said James O’Hanlon, author of Eight-Legged Wonders: The Surprising Lives of Spiders, which is a book about the remarkable lives of one of the most misunderstood and maligned creatures on the planet: the spider.
Mother Nature is one of the deadliest forces that people experience outside of the comfort of their homes. Whether it’s natural disasters or animals, it always seems like something is trying to kill something else.
Spooky season is officially here! This means that horror movies, haunted houses, and overall “spooky” things make a comeback. There is a theory that people love this time of year, primarily because they want to test how much they can handle before they are truly scared.
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.
Happy spooky season, ducks! As we reach the halfway point of the fall semester, it turns out that the true horror students stumble upon isn’t just midterms, but instead it’s group projects!