‘Twas the night before Career Fair, when all through my apartment all my roommates were stirring, even our pesky mouse. Even with the immense amount of resume tuning, company researching, and elevator pitch practicing, I couldn’t help but walk around the Career Fair last week like a lost child.

Throughout my time at Stevens thus far, I have held many different on campus jobs. From ushering in DeBaun, yelling at Summer Pre-College students who refused to go to bed at 11 p.m.,

Ah, middle of September. Pumpkin spice is back, the leaves are starting to change colors, there’s a cool breeze in the air, and, my favorite, football is back.

The start of a new semester always has me in a “new year, new me” sort of mood. One of the many start of semester activities I do is set some goals to accomplish.

By: Katie Brown

As I enter my final year at Stevens, I can’t help but reflect. Thinking about my beginnings in Humphreys 205, my “big girl apartment” in 800 Madison, and all the accomplishments and life lessons in between, I keep asking myself, “Have I been doing Stevens right?  

This is is gang, we’ve reached the end of the rope.

I’ve made mention in previous editorials that I wrote as Editor in Chief a few years back on what it feels like to be where I am right now.

Last week was Accepted Student’s Weekend, because, like CPAC, sometimes you just need an extra day.

Traditionally, I have loved Accepted Students Day.