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(07/21/20 10:45am)
Growing up, I was the textbook definition of a bookworm, carrying a book everywhere I went à la Rory Gilmore. Whenever I started reading, I just couldn’t seem to put the book down— determined to discover what would happen next.
(07/13/20 6:01pm)
I really miss jeans. Specifically my favorite pair: dark washed, with two big pockets in the back, three brass buttons down the front, and a cropped flare on each leg. I haven’t worn them since March—it’s now June.
(06/05/20 2:40pm)
I first realized my parents were racist in middle school, when they told me I couldn’t date Black people.
(06/15/20 4:54pm)
As a result of COVID-19, face masks have become ubiquitous— as essential to an outfit these days as a pair of shoes. This is primarily because—in order to mitigate the spread of COVID-19—the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) issued a recommendation that U.S. citizens wear face coverings in places where social distancing is particularly difficult. In the early stages of the pandemic, surgical masks seemed to be the default, as the baby–blue coverings were worn by the masses like a macabre uniform of sorts. But the CDC has clarified that people should refrain from using and purchasing surgical masks or N95 respirators—as those masks should be saved for healthcare workers—and to instead opt for cloth face coverings.
(06/15/20 4:51pm)
It’s a Sunday morning in April and I—along with 40 others—am logged into Zoom, watching a friend open beautifully wrapped presents from her backyard, smiling as she reads cards with private jokes and well–wishes as she shows them to the camera. My friend’s bridal shower was scheduled to be in person, at the end of March, in advance of her May (now July) wedding. After postponing the event, her bridesmaids decided to host the shower over Zoom, resorting to the use of creative games to make the virtual celebration engaging.
(05/05/20 3:10pm)
At the risk of sounding incredibly self–deprecating, I can say (slightly hyperbolically) that I am the worst friend you will ever have.
(04/30/20 1:40am)
Laura Ng didn’t cry once during nursing school. No tears during her first year and a half of professional nursing, even in an emergency department. But on one of the first days COVID–19 cases started to ramp up, she worked a 16–hour shift: her ER was short–staffed. After getting home, she showered and used the bathroom.
(04/30/20 8:08pm)
I have always believed there is nothing more therapeutic than baking, and the current circumstances have helped confirm that. I find comfort in following precise steps to see a guaranteed result. Of course, the best part is always seeing how the finished product brings others joy.
(05/04/20 8:29pm)
During 2008, the financial crisis prompted Wharton Professor Mauro Guillén to teach a course on its impact around the world. Twelve years later, amidst the coronavirus outbreak, Guillén is teaching "MGMT 198: Epidemics, Natural Disasters, and Geopolitics: Managing Global Business and Financial Uncertainty."
(04/22/20 10:19pm)
Quarantined hundreds of miles away from Philadelphia, I meet Andrew Guo (C ‘21) in front of Van Pelt for a tour of Penn’s campus.
(04/24/20 8:10pm)
These days, many of us are far from our well–established routines. Morning stops for coffee, afternoon lunches, and evening trips to the gym are all gone. But now more than ever, it is essential to find a rhythm, even if it's different than the one your days used to move to.
(04/16/20 12:48am)
As many students have returned home following Penn’s decision to move all classes online for the semester, the Penn community can feel farther away than ever. But this hasn’t stopped groups of students from coming together to advocate for their peers and community members amidst the coronavirus pandemic.
(04/24/20 8:01pm)
You get up earlier than you did when you could leave the house to be on campus because you need to make your daily well–check rounds.
(04/17/20 7:44pm)
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The following text describes eating disorders and can be disturbing and/or triggering for some readers. Please find resources listed at the bottom of the article.
(04/03/20 2:58am)
Reality in the United States today is drastically different from the blissful ignorance of a few weeks ago when COVID—19 seemed—and was—an ocean away, a danger desensitized by distance. Now trapped in quarantine, people have inevitably been turning to screens to pass the time, oscillating between news—reading, binge—watching, FaceTiming, social—media—scrolling and even Tik—Toking. Life in the real world may be on pause, but the online world seems to be operating as usual, if not hyper—actively.
(04/01/20 2:34am)
About two weeks ago, when the news broke that we wouldn't be returning to school because of COVID–19, I did what I always do in a time of crisis or anxiety—I turned to music.
(03/22/20 9:12pm)
As far as motivational mottos go, “We need TV now more than ever” is pretty bleak. But it’s true. We’re social distancing, we’re self–isolating, and we’re working from home. That leaves us with a lot of free time to do whatever, as casual as that sounds. Sure, you can read, or pick up a new hobby, or try to exercise, but we all know what you really want to do is watch Netflix. So, if self–improvement isn’t your thing, here are some ways you can kill time while locked inside. Just don’t watch Contagion.
(03/17/20 11:35pm)
Right now, many of us are championing WFH, or work from home status. Some of us now have the luxury of extra downtime, which means, now more than ever, it’s easier to crack open a book and start on that New Year’s reading resolution we have been putting off. A good book can allow us to escape and ward off the climate of anxiety we are currently facing. Movies like Contagion and World War Z are good if you like confronting doom headfirst, but nothing can transport you to another world, sans travel bans and toilet paper shortages, like the dog–eared page of a new novel.
(03/03/20 9:30pm)
My first year I convinced myself I’d always feel like an outlier at Penn. Rejection emails permeated my inaugural fall, voiding me of communities I thought I might belong in. The following semester, I joined Greek life seeking a family, and Camp Kesem seeking a purpose. Spring was occupied by the awkwardness of existing in these clubs but not truly knowing anyone. As I continued to grow as a member of these environments, I believed each step forward was a pity point granted to someone who might never belong. I began to devote most of my time to Camp Kesem—when I was helping kids affected by something much greater, a parent’s cancer, my problems felt small. In fact, I didn’t consider my own self–doubt to be a problem. Luckily, Kesem helped me to realize just how big it was.
(02/26/20 5:01am)
I remember jumping into the nine–foot–deep pool one hot summer afternoon. The cool, chlorinated water rushed against my face as I submerged before pulling myself up to the surface once more to catch my breath. The sticky summer wind hit my face as I smiled, completely immersed in the almost dreamlike relaxation of swimming in a pool. Simple moments like this defined the naive happiness of our childhoods, when worry was not a part of our vocabulary.