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You know that Hildie will give you a free lunch, cut you a break in detention, and give you change if you need it. You appreciate the fact that your lunch table is probably more diverse than the entire student body at other schools. You get less sleep during Spirit Week than you do during exam week and understand that no true INDian will ever wear red unless it's her class color.
Freshmen enter wearing high socks, long skirts, nametags, and tucked-in shirts; they never go down the "up only" stairs. By Senior year, your skirt has become 8 inches shorter, your name-tag has been "on order" (for the past three years), you've slept in your uniform more than once, and you're lucky to even find socks in the morning. You've also never heard of wearing make-up, shaving your legs, or brushing your hair during the week. By the time you graduate, you have fallen down the slate stairs at least once and when others fall, it's more acceptable to point and laugh than offer help.
With 100 days left, you hang your winter skirt from the slate stairs. Despite four years of complaining, you cry when you hear the final blessing on your last day; you vow to visit as an alum at the first chance you get. When you process from the Cathedral on graduation wearing matching long white gowns carrying a dozen red roses, you know you are not only leaving your class, but your family. You love your school and others will never understand.
You know that Hildie will give you a free lunch, cut you a break in detention, and give you change if you need it. You appreciate the fact that your lunch table is probably more diverse than the entire student body at other schools. You get less sleep during Spirit Week than you do during exam week and understand that no true INDian will ever wear red unless it's her class color.
Freshmen enter wearing high socks, long skirts, nametags, and tucked-in shirts; they never go down the "up only" stairs. By Senior year, your skirt has become 8 inches shorter, your name-tag has been "on order" (for the past three years), you've slept in your uniform more than once, and you're lucky to even find socks in the morning. You've also never heard of wearing make-up, shaving your legs, or brushing your hair during the week. By the time you graduate, you have fallen down the slate stairs at least once and when others fall, it's more acceptable to point and laugh than offer help.
With 100 days left, you hang your winter skirt from the slate stairs. Despite four years of complaining, you cry when you hear the final blessing on your last day; you vow to visit as an alum at the first chance you get. When you process from the Cathedral on graduation wearing matching long white gowns carrying a dozen red roses, you know you are not only leaving your class, but your family. You love your school and others will never understand.
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Most common (basically only) majors: Engineering, Computer Science, and most shunned and looked down upon major of Business and Technology (99% athletes, 1% idiots)
Most commonly used pick up lines: “Would you like to see the exponential growth of my natural log?” and “I wish I were your derivative so I could lay tangent to your curves.” Most likely to be heard at a lame frat party where there are more computers than girls and mysteriously strong, yet unrealizable, alcoholic punch, which is the only hope most of these video game junkies have in getting any ass. The whole student population could be diagnosed with having Stevens’ goggles, the equal to 2 beer goggles. Girls have it just as bad as the guys. The phrase: “The odds are good, but the goods are odd” is commonly heard by the female students who are often favored by faculty because of their unfortunate situation.
Introverted. Awkward. Intelligent yet clueless. Both white and black races are minorities to the Asians and Mid East populations. Most people, especially professors, can’t speak fluent English, but since numbers, mathematical operations, and physics laws are universal, this is not seen as a problem. Most of these black and white minorities attend Stevens solely for athletics and make up most of the “normal” student population. The majority of this tech school only leaves their dorm rooms and video games to check their mail for new computer and video game merchandise and to attend LAN parties. If you’ve never heard of a LAN party, you have never been to Stevens. (It is a gathering of geeks/computer gamers for the sole purpose of playing Mutlti-player games over a network…and to view porn.) Most of these typical engineers can’t hold a normal conversation, let alone make a friend other than their most trusted and valuable companion…their thumb drive, a USB mass storage device.
Although a completely lame school, it is located in the fun and beautiful city of Hoboken, less than a mile from NYC, home to many male bachelor yuppies working in the city and the most bars per square foot of any city in the world.
Most common (basically only) majors: Engineering, Computer Science, and most shunned and looked down upon major of Business and Technology (99% athletes, 1% idiots)
Most commonly used pick up lines: “Would you like to see the exponential growth of my natural log?” and “I wish I were your derivative so I could lay tangent to your curves.” Most likely to be heard at a lame frat party where there are more computers than girls and mysteriously strong, yet unrealizable, alcoholic punch, which is the only hope most of these video game junkies have in getting any ass. The whole student population could be diagnosed with having Stevens’ goggles, the equal to 2 beer goggles. Girls have it just as bad as the guys. The phrase: “The odds are good, but the goods are odd” is commonly heard by the female students who are often favored by faculty because of their unfortunate situation.
Introverted. Awkward. Intelligent yet clueless. Both white and black races are minorities to the Asians and Mid East populations. Most people, especially professors, can’t speak fluent English, but since numbers, mathematical operations, and physics laws are universal, this is not seen as a problem. Most of these black and white minorities attend Stevens solely for athletics and make up most of the “normal” student population. The majority of this tech school only leaves their dorm rooms and video games to check their mail for new computer and video game merchandise and to attend LAN parties. If you’ve never heard of a LAN party, you have never been to Stevens. (It is a gathering of geeks/computer gamers for the sole purpose of playing Mutlti-player games over a network…and to view porn.) Most of these typical engineers can’t hold a normal conversation, let alone make a friend other than their most trusted and valuable companion…their thumb drive, a USB mass storage device.
Although a completely lame school, it is located in the fun and beautiful city of Hoboken, less than a mile from NYC, home to many male bachelor yuppies working in the city and the most bars per square foot of any city in the world.
"I saw a girl walking down Washington St and rated her a 3 out of 10. Once she stepped onto Stevens Institute of Technology campus, she immediately jumped to a 9 out of 10."
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