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Don't get me wrong. This weekend, I had as much fun as you. The alumni looked successful, if unhappy, and the laser light show on the Green was uplifting, to say the least.
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Don't get me wrong. This weekend, I had as much fun as you. The alumni looked successful, if unhappy, and the laser light show on the Green was uplifting, to say the least.
It was quite the scene last Friday at Dzine2Show's fourth annual fashion show, "Du‘l!" Ibby Jaaber was there with a beautiful woman, wearing a suit and tie. That feisty, miniature cheerleader was there too, wearing something forgettable that nonetheless accented her figure. And senior designer Andy Turner's entire entourage flew out from California just for the event, speaking in a language many could not understand.
Lately, I've been cultivating my inner monologue. It makes it easier to cope. I walk to class with my headphones on, casting a misanthropic eye up and down the Walk. I laugh incredulously when people invite me to play in the snow. I show up to parties sober, and write bitingly about those parties on this very page the Thursdays after.
12:15 a.m.: Stopped by a '90s party on Sansom and didn't know a soul. The hottest girl in the room held hands the entire night with some douchebag wearing a long face and a blazer. The other hottest girl in the room wore a Britney Spears schoolgirl get-up and danced all night on the sofa. The only black guy in the room sat on the couch by the window, wearing stunna shades, talking to the only other black guy in the room. Outside, the tap on the keg was broken. It sat on the patio and wouldn't stop running.
1:15: Three guys drink beer and argue over who is going to sleep with the girl visiting from Harvard. She's been making eyes at them all. One of them laughs. "If I couldn't get into that school," he says, "the least I can do is fuck a girl who goes there."
What exactly is dessert wine? A genre encompassing ice wines, port and sherry, among others, the term also refers to wines that have been fortified by additional liquors, the most common being brandy. We thought more liquor meant more fun, but sadly, we were mistaken.
At the southeast corner of Franklin Field, Dan Staffieri stands next to his car. Some people drive Porsches, some drive Volvos or Hondas, some drive SUVs. Staffieri, as always, is a little bit different. He doesn't take it out much, but he drives a giant Penn football helmet, and since it's the day before Penn's home opener versus Villanova, he's taking it out today.
The outer room of WQHS is the most organized it's been in a long time. Rows and rows of CDs and LPs stand ordered alphabetically and by genre. It's an appearance, however, that seems somewhat at odds with the student-run radio station's free-form aesthetic. And with a nearly defunct listenership, all that music seems like a reinvention of the timeless proverb: if there's a radio station in the forest, but nobody listens, does it really make a sound?
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