We Are All Blueno
I hate tomatoes. I hate them with an intense passion and cannot possibly fathom why anyone would enjoy their freaky texture and their tart flavor. The...
Regretting Facebook
Ah, Facebook. A wonderful archive of posts that I will eventually regret. Over the summer, I was discussing this phenomenon with my sister as I...
Honey, I Killed The Plant
Compared to the high-octane action of the school year, the summer’s more relaxing edges can almost feel boring at times. It’s a hard thing to...
What Your Carry On Says About You
Welcome back from summer break, y’all! Hope you’re really feelin’ all the back-to-school vibes forced upon you by colorful Target commercials and CVS BOGO sales....
The Misadventures of Sexually-Frustrated Susie: The V-Dub Waffle
*Author’s note: it’s fiction, mom. Fiction! I’m not actually that sexually attracted to waffles.* Sophomore slump had been real. Susie was unsure of everything —...
To The One Who Broke My Heart
My Dearest, I hope you are well. It’s been a couple of days since you walked out my shitty Perkins door, and I know you...
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,...
Will The Real Lorne Michaels Please Stand Up?
Over spring break, I happened to casually coincidentally walk past 30 Rock at 1:20 AM on a Saturday night, right as SNL was letting out....
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...
Spring Break Forevaaaa, Right?
It’s the Monday after Spring Break and I still feel so wasted, even though I’ve been back from my beach vacation for two days already....