Campus Life
The Do's and Don'ts of Valentine's Day
Five things to avoid on the national day of love and five ways to successfully feel all the exes and ohs
Dispatch: Vagmons Downtown
10:00 p.m.: Receive text: “are you going to cunt party?” 10:01 p.m.: Ignore text.
Top 10 Ways to Survive that Chilly Walk to Class
1. Dress in layers. Don’t be afraid to throw on that ski mask.
Campus Shortcuts to Avoid the Cold
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Word on the Street: I Think I Know You From Somewhere
Welcome to Penn, where students overlap in webs more complicated than that gross hook–up diagram from "Jersey Shore." Forget six degrees of separation.
Overheard at Penn: 2.7.13
Girl 1: If I keep eating this much, I’m going to gain so much weight. Girl 2: I wish I had a tapeworm.
Ego of the Week: Bhargavi Ammu
This longtime Fisher RA, MERT miracle worker and self–proclaimed Indian grandmother knows how to alternate your spring break, leads Penn’s Dance Arts Council and is a proud member of Oracle.
Ask Miss Cassandra: Of Orientation and De–flowerization
I think I might be gay. First off that is not a question, which is especially ironic for someone who is questioning their sexuality.
Top 10 Ways to Distract Yourself in Your Laptop-Free Lecture
So your professor banned laptops—what’s a tired, hungover student to do?
Shit Penn Kids Do, Part Deux
Ego proudly presents an ode to AlliedBarton and Bon Appetit. These beloved Penn personalities work in the dorms, dining halls and other campus establishments, and were eager to share their wildest memories of Quaker debauchery.
Ego of the Week: Jonathon Youshaei
When he's not in charge of the biggest (Feb) club on campus, this quadrilingual, class prez Persian of SAE, Lantern and Sphinx can be found shamelessly noshing at Sweetgreen.
Word on the Street: A Rude Awakening
Almost three years ago, right before I first came to Penn, the "good luck" and "bon voyage" that I had been hearing all summer from friends and other well–wishers turned into “don’t party too hard!” and “remember, school comes first!” I quickly learned that Penn is wildly known as “the Social Ivy:” the Ivy most affiliated with partying. I have never been a partier, but I was curious to see the fantastic and potentially debauched social establishments for which my school was apparently famous. So, in the beginning of freshman year, my friends and I did as the Romans do: we stood outside frat houses and waited to be invited in. During the last party we went to that fall, a friend and I left disinterested after only fifteen minutes.
The Meh List: 1.31.13
Highbrow picks the meh–est parts of Penn. Not good. Not bad. Just meh.
Tweet of the Week: 1.29.13
I twatted a tweet of tweets gone by...
Who's Having the Worst Week at Penn? 1.26.13
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