I don’t flinch when the food is spicy.
It’s something people notice quickly. The first bite, the pause, the glance in my direction — waiting to see if I’ll react the way they do.
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I have tabled for The Stute for every Admitted Students Weekend, for as long as I have been at Stevens. I have always loved speaking to prospective students and parents, not only about the organization, but also about my time at Stevens!
In a picturesque, isolated village in Sweden called Harga where everything seems normal, Ari Aster crafts an unsettling horror film that is made to keep you uneasy.
Something I love most about Stevens is the ability to find any kind of community everywhere you turn. This campus reminds me of the movies when the narrator walks the audience through each group and the silly name that is associated with them, as the camera soars through the crowds.
I feel like one thing that I have always heard about, whether it be from older cousins, siblings, friends, or family, is that the Freshman Flu sucks.
Suppose you’re running late and the bus you are supposed to take passes by you. Or you’re wearing white and got a little stain on your clothes that is now very noticeable.
For any admitted students reading this article: Welcome to Stevens! As you begin your college journey (hopefully as a Duck!) I thought I would write this week’s column in a style more like “vintage” submissions from For Math’s Sake’s early days (now almost three years ago).
You go inside East LA, finish ordering, and immediately you’re met with the freshest chips and salsa ever. The chips are still warm and toasty, and the salsa has a slight kick of spice and tang that’s actually perfect.
Last year was the beginning of my first term as Editor-in-Chief. I try to write as candidly as possible, and I truly believe that each Editorial last year was an accurate representation of each week as Editor-in-Chief.
Ahhh, back from a nice and relaxing spring break, what every college student looks forward to and not-so-meticulously plans. It seems like everyone is buzzing around the week before spring break with murmurs of Cabo, San Juan, and, dare I say, Punta Cana humming in the background.