DFMO Woes
7 shots deep and feeling frisky, I made a grand entrance to A Night On College Hill. My stiletto heels were sunk 4 inches deep...
Posts by allietsuchiya:
On Navigating Cuffed Jeans During Winter
When I first arrived to campus, I urgently tried to assimilate to Brown’s culture. I didn’t want to stand out as an obvious newcomer within...
The Trials of (Cactus) Motherhood
While hustling to the Ratty on a mission for tater tots and Rhody Fresh milk, I was distracted by a casual yet calculated display of...
Existentialism and Laptop Stickers
As I gazed upon the other 200 students in lecture, I felt like a cog in the academic machine. In high school, I was forced...
Home-Induced Homesickness
Engulfed in the smoke of American Spirit cigarettes and the melodies of indie bands, I realized I had stumbled upon a hip Los Angeles...
Dining Hall Doom
It’s such an amazing feeling when you find lyrics that speak to your goddamn soul. When Joe Strummer of The Clash cooed, “I’m all...
Horror Movies and the Real Horrors of Life
Over the weekend, my friend suggested that we cap off our night of insane spring break debauchery (read: drinking wine in a Massachusetts basement) by...
If You’re Reading This It’s Not Too Late to Download the Drizzy App
Last week, I received a life changing text: “You know I pop bottles ‘cause I bottle my emotions.” Initially, I thought my friend was fulfilling my...
An Open Letter to Mom: We’re Not Dating, We’re Just Co-Parents
Hey Mom, I know it’s been a while since I last called you, so I figured I would write you a letter on a public...
PDA Duality: A Tale of Numbness and Phobia
When I imagined life in college, I dreamed of lounging on a sprawling green lawn laughing with incredibly diverse friends and watching other incredibly diverse...