Life Explained by An Amateur Sociologist: Hookup Culture
I am a sociologist. Okay, fine. I’m a sociologist-in-training. Okay, fine, I’m concentrating in Literary Arts and I’ve taken two sociology classes. Okay fine, one-and-a-half....
I Lived With A Plastic Knife On My Floor For A Week And This Is What happened
I somehow ended up, through some unexplained blessing from the universe, scoring a single in the housing lottery last year despite entering solo. I’ve enjoyed living, sleeping,...
Smells Like Progress: Snapchat Update
Snapchat is in its golden age. Since the advent of the face swap feature, more people than ever have been cranking out a bunch (read:...
The Banana: There and Back Again
by Ali MacLeod Loss. We’ve all felt it, to varying degrees, and frankly, it’s never easy to get over. There’s something especially tragic about missing...
The Search for a Spirit Animal
The most popular icebreaker question is the one that causes me the most stress. I’ll admit it: I have absolutely no idea what my spirit...
(Not Really) Confronting Your Roommate
Roommates are a hallmark of college living, as are the conflicts that naturally come with sharing 200 square feet with another human. But what do...
Teaching Assistants and You
Teaching assistants. We all have them. We all simultaneously love them and hate the subject they teach. We can all thank them for providing incredibly...
Professors Fit for the Runway
by Yuri Iwahara This semester, I have been *blessed* with having some professors with impeccable fashion style. I won’t name any names, but I know...
I. Am. Crest.
Not many people know this about me, but there is a Mr. Hyde to my Dr. Jekyll. Or it could be the the other way...
I’m Talking to You, Nose
by Emily Adams Cold Season 2016 Dear Nose, Please, turn the brightest shade of red and flake around the nostrils. It’s your time to shine....