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(04/09/15 5:13am)
In the cover photo for an event on Facebook, a young woman arches her back, and opens her mouth. Champagne spills down her throat, froths over her bare shoulders, soaks her long hair. The insignia of an off–campus fraternity is stamped in the corner of the image, along with a time, date and name of a club downtown.
(11/06/14 8:16am)
4 a.m. fears rarely stand to reason in the morning light. The irrational insecurities that race through your brain, colliding like cars on the Autobahn, slow down as the sun comes up. The monsters stay under the bed. But a couple of weeks ago, I had a middle–of–the–night existential crisis, and it’s been festering ever since.
(10/15/14 5:45am)
Located in the FringeArts building in Old City, La Peg is the kind
of place that makes you want to date people.
(09/04/14 6:40am)
Welcome home. A lot has changed since we submitted our last assignments, had our bags checked at Van Pelt and used our final Dining Dollars on overpriced salsa at Gourmet Grocer. We mourn the loss of ratchet University City staples. We strut along newly opened sidewalks. We tap our PennCards. But in an age of change, Street is here to help. Whether you’re student or faculty, jock or NARP, aspiring class president or actual university president (@AmyG), turn the page and find out what to expect from Fall 2014.
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Saturday, July 12th – This week’s Summer Spotlight, Michael Lewis, will be playing a FREE show at Old Man Hustle tavern on the lower east side. The set will include songs from his EP, “Hearts of Sand,” as well as brand new material that he’s written this summer.
Thursday, July 17th – Penn’s favorite boy band THE HEYDAZE has its first major headlining gig at Webster Hall, located in the East Village. The group released its third single of the summer, “Youngblood,” this past week, and we‘ve already memorized the lyrics. Hopefully, the song will make its way into the set alongside our favorites “Adderall” and “City Girl.” Click here to purchase your tickets.
(07/03/14 2:18pm)
Our hat choices have never been on point.
(06/19/14 5:42pm)
2 oz. Fireball Whisky
(06/19/14 1:19pm)
Because hangovers don't cure themselves.
(06/12/14 2:04pm)
1.Distrito
(06/05/14 10:20am)
At the beginning of this summer, I made a 78–item to do list. Tasks ranged from the mundane (email academic advisor) to the absolutely critical (bikini wax ASAP) to the unlikely to receive a check mark (run half marathon). The List (one of many) is part of my Five Year Plan, an ambitious—probably cocky—set of goals which include drafting a novel before turning twenty two, getting into a top law school, and deferring the offer for a year or two participate in a fellowship abroad that fuses human rights research with journalism. At this point, you may consider rolling your eyes or pointing out that the odds for completing just one of those tasks suck. Hold that thought.
I subscribe to the belief that organization is a virtue and that competition fuels ambition. If you go to Penn, you get it. When you have two midterms, an essay, and a BYO you can’t (read: won’t) miss and a birthday party after that, you get shit done. And that’s mostly a good thing. Now let’s talk drawbacks. I’m going to skip the part about stress and pressure because, let’s be honest, that conversation is a little played out. We work like the word’s got the letter “e” in it, we make plans, and we bitch the whole way through. Our decisions are purposeful and most can go on a resume. Old news.
I planned to study abroad in Cape Town, South Africa come fall—a “once in a lifetime experience” says every member of my extended family and an opportunity I wish I wanted to take. But I don’t. If you’re a friend of mine—or even a moderately close acquaintance—I probably subjected you to my incessant agonizing on whether or not to go, which started in February and only terminated last week. That’s my bad. But here’s the upside: we’re getting closer to my point.
I had every reason to go to Cape Town, the least of which being that the sophomore slump isn’t exactly a myth, and goddamn, I needed a break. Also, study abroad would look nice on my resume. So for three months, I ignored that gnawing sensation in the pit of my stomach that told me not to go. I fell into the trap of believing that every decision I made must be justifiable, practical, and serve a purpose bigger than itself. A revelation: it doesn’t. To everyone who wants to go to study abroad, I both commend and envy you, but I’m trusting my gut on this one.
Another revelation: there’s a lot of shit on Google. When something falls through or you change your mind, there’s quite literally hundreds of pages worth of backup plans. I decided to spend the latter half of my summer—when I would have started my program in Cape Town—living and volunteering among the Buddhist monks in Laos, and I’m really excited. I could use a bit of Zen. I doubt I’ll stop making lists or plans anytime soon, but I’m trying to be more flexible. This summer—whether you’re making coffee runs or running marathons—I encourage you to schedule some time to do exactly what you want, no reason necessary.
(04/24/14 1:05pm)
Shoutouts by the numbers!
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In Defense of Fling: An Open Letter to the Penn Administration
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High Street on Market
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