Let me begin with the wise words of The Rolling Stones: “You can’t always get what you want.”
Even old man Sigmund Freud—you know, the penis-envy and Oedipal complex guy—hinted at this universal truth.
Senioritis is an Opinion column written by one or two Stevens student(s) in their last year of study to discuss life experiences during their final year at Stevens, and other related subject matter.
Let me begin with the wise words of The Rolling Stones: “You can’t always get what you want.”
Even old man Sigmund Freud—you know, the penis-envy and Oedipal complex guy—hinted at this universal truth.
This past Monday, our campus was graced with the presence of Dr. Connie Mariano, a woman of many firsts. Not only was she the first military woman to become the White House physician to the President, but she was the first woman director of the White House Medical Unit, and the first Filipino-American in U.S.
Sometimes I think language really confines us. I could spend hours upon hours perusing the Webster’s Dictionary for a specific word that encapsulates all of what an object or person represents, only to realize that no arrangement of our alphabet can express our thoughts.
On Tuesday, my Seminar in Science Writing professor and fellow Stute columnist John Horgan invited Professor Vladimir Lukic into class.
Last semester, I was enrolled in Introduction to Sociology with Professor Yu Tao, and I found this course particularly fulfilling. As its name implies, sociology is the scientific study of group behavior, combining both my appreciation for scientific inquiry and my fascination of how we as a species act collectively.
When I came to Stevens, my first goal was to secure an on-campus job. No longer was I bringing in the big bucks as I once did as a waitress at the Pompton Queen Diner, and I feared that I would quickly go through my precious summer funds that I had so carefully hoarded before starting college (a fear that did, in fact, become a reality).To
In case one of your New Year’s Resolutions included picking up The Stute every week—a realistic and obtainable goal!—this column is your chance for a weekly spelunking into the life of a Stevens senior student.
I’m ashamed to admit this, but until last Friday night, I had never seen one of the Stevens Dramatic Society’s performances.
‘Twas the morning of registration, and without a doubt,
I was worried and frantic: “WILL THIS THING LOAD,” I did shout!