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Word on the Street

WOTS Love Week: Sunshine

A tribute to my first love and my first loss.

by STEFFI MAIMAN

WOTS Love Week: Betraying the Blowjob Brigade

How I learned to accept my non–virgin status in a culture that shuns premarital sex.

by ANONYMOUS

WOTS Love Week: Finding The "I" In Love

Realizing why I didn't love myself helped me learn how to do so.

by ANONYMOUS

A Catholic's Take on Ash Wednesday

Please don't feed us.

by OLIVIA FITZPATRICK

WOTS Love Week: Parental Advisory

When "it's complicated" doesn't even scratch the surface.

by ANONYMOUS

WOTS Love Week: Coming Out Swinging

I started exploring late in the game, and now I'm stuck with more questions than answers.

by ANONYMOUS

Taking Penn Online

Penn's community exists online beyond social media.

by AVA VAN DER MEER

Look at this Stuff, Isn't it Neat?

I unearthed a resource from Penn's soil—and you should, too.

by JUSTIN ESTREICHER

An Open Letter to Sad Freshmen Girls

Penn is more than rush.

by EMILY JOHNS and MIKAELA GILBERT-LURIE

Fly on a Wall

It's easier not to take all the name–calling and fly–swatting so personally when I remember it's mostly motivated by jealousy: anyone would kill to know the ins and outs of Penn life like I do.

by EMILY SCHWARTZ

America and the Epidemic of Political Correctness

I don't get why, as Americans, we have become so terrified of people speaking their minds simply because it may offend someone. 

by ANDREW AMAROSA

Presenting Madam President

Longer than my resume, however, is the list of things I've been rejected from. And that list is long. The bar is simply higher here, and despite my 6'0 stature, sometimes I can't reach it. 

by ALLIE COHEN

Who is..."The Most Likely to Win on Jeopardy?"

Being awarded the superlative "Most Likely to Win on Jeopardy" was my high school's polite rephrasing of "Class Nerd."

by SARA-PAIGE SILVESTRO

I'm a Literal Quaker

It took me four times to make it to Meeting for worship.  The first two times I didn't even make it out of the house.

by JULIE LEVITAN

A Rabbi, A Rabbit, and a Grandma Walk Into a Bar...

This summer I was a middle aged rabbit going through a messy divorce.  I was a grandmother with a penchant for S&M, and bank robber who could communicate only in song.

by MIKAELA GILBERT-LURIE

MRS. Misses the Point

It's 9 p.m. on a Wednesday night, and in my book, I should be at one place and one place only: Copabanana, drinking margaritas.

by ELENA MODESTI

Transfer State of Mind

I do not consider the label of “transfer student” to be my identity, but rather, I proudly identify as being part of the transfer community at Penn.

by ALYSSA CHANG

From Dartmouth to Downtowns

After my freshman year, I transferred from Dartmouth to Penn, which makes me a statistical anomaly: only a couple dozen students transfer out of the smallest Ivy League a year.

by KYLE BIGLEY

Follow up to WOTS: Eating Disorders

Not just something that happens to other people's friends, and how to recognize if it's happening to yours (or yourself)

by DINA ZARET

The Order of a Disorder

I first learned how to make myself throw up during my junior year of high school.

by ANONYMOUS

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