On Wednesday, September 28, the Stevens field hockey team traveled to Sprague Field in a non-conference matchup with Montclair State University.
The Stute
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today
Tomorrow will be dying.
Ove, a grumpy yet loveable man, finds his solitary world turned upside down when a friendly, loud, young family moves in next door.
Claire
Almost everyone has or will fail an exam at some point in their college experience. Whether you’re taking a class outside your comfort zone or you had an off day in a subject you’re usually good at, it’s ok.
You know, I wasn’t always a Swiftie. Although I hate to admit it, younger Sanjana would stick her nose up and roll her eyes when she heard “Love Story” or “We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together.”
I was very excited earlier this week to receive a suggestion from one of my good friends about what to write for this column.
I am proud to be a Jewish woman. I come from a long line of strong, Jewish women who have fought to keep our religion a sacred part of our livelihood.
Walking into school was never an easy task, and doing it knowing my parents had dressed me from the bottoms of my feet to the top of my head made it even harder.
Off the Press took a road trip to Scranton, Pennsylvania last weekend because we are big fans of The Office, Lackawanna County, and all other things northeast Pennsylvania.
The most anxiety-inducing word at Stevens is “test” or “exam.” The speaking of either of these words means that there is a countdown clock for you to be prepared enough to spew whatever amount of knowledge you have onto paper.