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Turning Japanese

Tamagotchi: Also known as "gigapets," these loveable, friendly keychains were popular with sexually repressed school girls on BOTH sides of the Pacific.

by GRANT GINDER

Nara

I want to make art that says 'fuck you!'" says Yoshimoto Nara. The artist has earned a cult fanbase in Japan, with good reason.

by JACLYN EINIS

The biggest egos

Matt Klapper: Matt Klapper has 691 Penn friends on thefacebook.com. He likes them all. No seriously, he does.

by 34TH STREET

The surreal life

My watch has been broken for two years. Sometimes the hands move at twice their normal speed, sometimes not at all.

by 34TH STREET

Photographs of a world destroyed

At last, after this long and freezing winter, April has arrived. Fling is just around the corner, the end of the semester is on the horizon and the sun (hopefully) is about to warm our aching bones.

by LEX CHALAT

Let there be light

Rats are brilliant architects. For them, the intended purposes of humankind's designed objects hold no meaning.

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Plant paparazzi

Ever since my bamboo plant "Cactus" was featured in last week's Ego section on "Best Looking Pets," my stalky companion has developed a little ego of her own.

by GENA KATZ

The cat's pajamas, etc

Anxiety Wrap, $63.95 The Anxiety Wrap is a wonderful tool that helps dogs cope with past and present fear issues.

by 34TH STREET

How to: Be a brandster

Frankly, we don't care who you are. Your personality bores us, as does your pathetic attempts at conversation.

by GRANT GINDER

You are what you wear

In prehistoric times, a person's apparel was a testament to physical agility and hunting prowess. Your apparel was only as spectacular as the animal you had the ability to kill.

by 34TH STREET

Original sin

When Eve plucked the apple from the tree in the Garden of Eden so many spring seasons ago, she was hungry.

by GENA KATZ

Best Dressed hipmeter

HIP Three-piece suits Lacoste t-shirts Cashmere sweaters True Religion Jeans Non-poofy North Face jackets Vans Marc Jacobs garments Tabard sweatshirts Patterned galoshes SmartWool socks Flip-flops Long underwear Poofy North Face jackets Theta sweatshirts Polo garments Fringy scarves Brand new purple Chuck Taylors Popped collars PhiSig Sweatshirts Penn clothing Abercrombie & Fitch Surf Shack T-Shirts Mavi jeans Juicy Couture garments Uggs Anne Taylor Loft garments Donovan McNabb jerseys NOT HIP

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How to: Get sprung

Ever since my parents found out about the Internet, and, clever elders that they are, realized they could read my contributions to Street online, penning my Spring Break memoirs has risks.

by GENA KATZ

To tan or not to tan?

It's probably a good idea not to get tanned before you get tanned (and by tanned we mean tanned and also drunk), as was initially the premise of this pre-Spring Break tanning investigation, because the whole thing is a lot more complicated than you might think.

by YONA SILVERMAN

Premature ejaculation

In 1996, when I was in seventh grade, my mother told me I dressed like a homeless person. Although the '90s saw an economic growth in the US that had never before been seen or even imagined in any country in history (never mind the 80 other countries we smashed to smithereens on our way to the top), the fashion-minded youth chose to adorn themselves with baggy flannels, tent-like Stussy T-shirts, and ragged, snaggle-cuffed JNCOs of Herculean proportions, all teeming with lice and God knows what other breed of infectious bacteria due to a generational phobia of soap and water.

by NICKIE HUANG

Blow me hootie

The hits just keep on coming as VH1 produces yet another series that celebrates our love for analyzing life ten years at a time.

by ANDREW TEJERINA

Our So-called lives

We, like, totally love Angela Chase. At the ripe age of 15, she taught us that life, love and plaid/flannel combinations -- while difficult -- are all A-OK.

by 34TH STREET

Reach for the sky

You know that summer in St. Trop is only fun if you avoid the army of wrinkled German men in thongs and retreat to Les Caves du Roy nightly.

by CLARE OCONNOR

Eurobash

It's 1:20 a.m. on a Thursday night, and I've lost my dignity. I become painfully aware of this as the heel of my shoe cleaves itself between two bricks and interrupts the flow of my hopping up and down.

by ISABEL COWLES

How to be: Eurotrash

You don't need to know where St. Tropez is to be hip. I mean, let's face it: it's going to take a lot more than that.

by GRANT GINDER

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