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Word on the Street

Word on the Street: Get on the Bus Gus

All I’ve seriously ever wanted from a bus ride is to lean back in my seat, close my eyes and concentrate on hoping no one can hear that I’m listening to the same Simon & Garfunkel song on repeat. I’m not sure if it’s because no one is ever this lucky, or just that the Gods of Transportation hate my guts, but peaceful bus trips are few and far between.

by OLIVIA RUTIGLIANO

Word On The Street: Boring is Underrated

Before Penn, I can’t remember the last time I had a boring friend. I’m not talking about the kind of boring defined as “not interesting,” but rather the kind of boring friend who’s content with just watching How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days on your couch on a Friday night, while the rest of the world is at an Avicii concert.

by STEPHANIE RICE

Word on the Street: Why We Wept Over Whitney

It all happened so quickly. I absentmindedly opened my browser to check my email and there it was on People.com.

by BEN LERNER

Word on the Street: The Quest For A Gay Best Friend

[Please see ed. note at bottom of post] I have given myself a mission. Nope, it’s not to finish my freshman year with a 4.0, nor is it to use all my meal swipes by the end of the semester, nor is it even to successfully get into Smoke’s.

by JULIA LIEBERGALL

Word on the Street: Do I Have To?

They’re only three little words, but they can say a lot. I’m not talking about “I love you,” or “Who’s your TA?” or anything else with such obvious (and earth–shattering) meaning.

by ELENA GOORAY

Word on the Street: Guilty Pleasures

I’m always the most awkward around new people. I feel the need to point out every personal flaw I have, which usually reverts back to my horrible taste in just about everything.

by ZACCHIAUS MCKEE

Post-Break Depression

I’m only a freshman, but newborn and noobish as I may be, I like to think I’ve figured some things out about this place.

by PATRICK FORD-MATZ

Word on the Street: My Hubby, My Fave Accessory

*This article is a part of the the Fall 2011 Joke Issue: Real Housewives of 34th Street. As any true housewife knows, husbands are an essential part of maintaining the super fab, luxurious lifestyle that goes along with the title of being a real housewife.

by 34TH STREET

Word on the Street: The Second Half

My favorite time of the week is one most Penn students reserve for nursing their hangovers. If it’s 10:30 on a weekend morning, you can often find me dressed, downtown and drinking.

by 34TH STREET

Word on the Street: Cut My Hair

There are a few things that nobody told me when I decided to cut off most of my hair. I was never informed that my pixie cut would result in serious bedhead every morning.

by FRIDA GARZA

Word on the Street: Send in the Queens

I have not one, but two, My Heart Will Go On dance remixes on my iPod. I consider Amanda Bynes to be my spirit animal and I think the fact that The Devil Wears Prada isn’t on Netflix streaming is a crime against humanity.

by ZACCHIAUS MCKEE

Word on the Street: Keep the Candy

The primary elements of Halloween are: costumes, spookiness, candy and contact with strangers. Candy is okay.

by LEAH STEINBERG

Word on the Street: Lowbrow Edition

As children raised by Wiccan parents who celebrated Samhain in lieu of Halloween for the first 18 October 31sts of our lives, we at Lowbrow want to make up for lost time and salvage any remnants of a proper childhood while we still can.

by 34TH STREET

Word on the Street: On Being Busy

I eavesdrop constantly for overheards.

by PAIGE RUBIN

Word on the Street: My European F.O.M.O.

Every rising junior is forced to make the fateful decision of whether or not to study abroad. At the time, it seems there are infinite factors to consider.

by HILARY MILLER

Word on the Street: Drinking the Friend Cult Kool-Aid

We are Not–Penn–State. We encompass the Wharton School of Business. We are the first university in the U.S., one of the Ivy League and the hardest of cores.

by ALEX HOSENBALL

The Real Ben Franklin

I can’t get enough of our bespectacled founder, the man, the myth: Benjamin Franklin. It all started with my “Why Penn” essay when, like most of you, I Googled the heck out of this dude.

by SANDRA RUBINCHIK

Stare Master

I am a starer. I stare at people. I have probably stared at you. Don’t feel special. I stare at nearly everybody.

by LEAH STEINBERG

Word on the Street: Closing the Book

I’d like to take this opportunity to invite my friends who are reading this to a party at my house on Saturday afternoon.

by LUCY MCGUIGAN

Word on the Street: Internshit

Like many at Penn, I thought it would be a positive life decision to apply for an internship at an investment bank.

by IAN BUSSARD

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