I hope you all managed to snag your Christmas gifts at a discount last week! Unless, of course, you have standards higher than shopping during Thanksgiving… I bought a pair of boots at exactly 12 a.m.,
The Stute
As I am sitting here in Babbio writing this week’s column, I realized that it has been exactly three months since I arrived at Stevens for my freshman year.
On Friday, November 21, the Indian Undergraduate Association (IUA) hosted a festival in celebration of Diwali, one of the largest festivals in India.
Popular with the Rutgers crowd, the breakfast and brunch spot Hansel ‘n Griddle recently expanded to Hoboken. Despite being consistently rated among the top brunch spots in New Jersey, I really can’t understand what all of the fuss is about.
On Monday, I was dismayed to learn that the final exam for Concurrent Programming had been moved forward by a week, joining Database Management Systems and many more courses in taking place during regular class time.
In the midst of studying for exams and writing final papers, there was a hum of relaxation and celebration radiating from the Fielding Room of Howe this past Tuesday.
What do you mean it’s already December? We can’t believe that such an eventful year—musically (Kendrick! Björk! Grimes! Sleater-Kinney!) and academically (Emma and Andrew here are finishing their first semester of college!)—is
What is Stevens missing? The answer to that depends on who you ask. Some environmental engineers will say worthwhile green initiatives to combat the wasteful sprinkler system and defective recycling practices.
Back in September I wrote a piece titled “8 things at a time.” In it, I discussed overloading as a student, ordering priorities, and ultimately focusing on one thing at a time.
On November 9, a hole appeared in the asphalt pavement near the front entrance of the Babbio Center. The hole went through one of the parking spots typically used by Campus Police and ran all the way down to the ground below the cliff.