Our romance began July 2014. I had just been given my keys to Curling Club 509, and considering I really never walked any further than Garden Street as a freshman, I sought a solution to check out my apartment.
The Stute
Stevens Res Life hosted the Red and Gray Par-tay in celebration of the start of the fall semester. This event, hosted on the first Monday of the semester, was the first event new freshmen could attend at Stevens.
Ahh, syllabus week: the purgatory between summer ending and classes beginning where we cling to the last of our freedom before the new year.
The Hoboken area is dominated by Americanized Japanese and Asian influence. Whether it’s comparing the best sushi, the best Thai food or the top Pokémon Go team, the Asian-American influence in Hoboken is undeniable.
By: Gregory McNeil
This week on Cuisine Corner, I had the privilege of reviewing a Stevens nighttime favorite, Cluck-U. After hearing about its role in “nourishing” inebriated students at the wee hours of the morning, I set out to see how Cluck-U would hold up to a rigorous food test.
For anyone who has stepped onto Stevens campus this summer, it appears as if every building, paved road, and flower bed is getting some extra attention.
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?
I was having lunch with my manager and this other guy in our department who came to meet me, the intern.
What are the odds that I sit beside her?
There are seven billion people in this world —
6 billion, 999 million 999 thousand 999 people
that mean so little to me,
And just one person who means the world.
A New Chapter’s Toast- By Bernard Feeney
To Fond Farewells,
And dear, fair friends,
And new beginnings where I once saw ends.