Pass(These Damn Exams)over
Well, it’s that time of year again. Your friendly neighborhood Jews are throwing out all their baked goods (protip: Passover is the best time of...
The Condemning Concentration
Earlier this week, I received an email that may or may not determine the rest of my path through life. “Congratulations, your concentration has been...
How to Be Gwyneth Paltrow: College Student Edition
by Nicole Martinez Are you a rich, famous, pretentious, attractive individual? Of course you’re not! You’re a bloated college student whose diet consists of Jo’s mozzy sticks,...
Ratty Romance (And Other Dining Hall Dream Dates)
I had a dream that I got hit on at the Ratty salad bar. An at-night dream, an aspirational dream, both—who’s to say? The point...
I Was Sexy (and Then I Finished Reading)
I discovered my sensuality in the Ratty. No, this is not a joke. On a chilly Saturday morning, I sat down to breakfast in the...
Buying Spring Weekend Tickets: A Time Log
I think the process of buying Spring Weekend tickets is stressful and annoying for everyone. It seems that website crashes are a dime...
Is Everyone Having Sex Without Me?
I have found that the idiom “the walls have ears” applies weirdly and surprisingly well to university life. Last year in my freshmen dorm, I...
This is Normal (And Other Lies You Tell Yourself in the Theatre Building)
As a Theatre Arts & Performance Studies concentrator, I spend a lot of time in Lyman Hall, home to the TAPS department. For those of...
Some Sad Couplets from the Apple in my Fridge.
What I thought would be a regular ol’ Tuesday afternoon, filled with inappropriately timed naps and scheduled mental breakdowns, was sent for a whirl when...
A Senior Friend
It takes a certain level of bravery for a party-seeking freshman to wander outside of the confines of dorm room parties on Friday nights. You...