Dear Fall,
I love you. You are probably my one and only true love. I love how Hoboken suddenly goes from 70 degrees with the sun beating me down to 50 degrees the next day as you make a grand entrance with wind that creates tears of great joy in my eyes.
What could $887 billion get you? It could buy you the Denver Broncos about 180 times over, all of Tesla’s enterprise value, or about 2000 of the world’s nicest superyachts if that floats your boat.
Wow, that was quick and to everyone’s surprise as to how it got here so fast despite it coming at the same time of year every year (with a 1 day margin of error for leap years), it’s October!
The month of September flew by, and I didn’t realize until just now that it is the last first month I will have experienced as an undergraduate at Stevens.
Let me preface this review by stating that I am not the biggest fan of war movies. Now that is not to say that I think all war movies are bad, there are some all time classic movies in the war genre, such as Saving Private Ryan and Apocalypse Now.
This title is entirely clickbait, but in all seriousness, a lot of what business majors are taught works against the environment.
Perhaps the coolest thing about The Stute is the creativity we can have with it. From coming up with article ideas to figuring out the layout of the paper each week, The Stute requires ingenuity from all its members.
Tears welled and filled my eyes, blurring my vision as trails of snot rolled through my nose all the way down my face.
Some of you may recall the recent Stevens Career Fair that took place on Wednesday, September 21. Hundreds of students throughout the day were in line waiting for their opportunity to speak with prospective employers and give them their resumes.
After the splendid, perfect, and all-around awesome career fair which did not feature any issues at all whatsoever except for the teensy little moment when a bunch of students who waited for hours did not even get in due to building occupation restrictions (although we fully support abiding by fire codes), Stevens was back at it again last week with a Fall Fling dance that featured a truly remarkable string quartet and an alcohol room that ran out of the beautiful nectar of life in the middle of the event.