Word on the Street
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.
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."
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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)
The Order of a Disorder
I first learned how to make myself throw up during my junior year of high school.
The Skinny on Body Image
Competition is everywhere—whether it’s in a math class where we can only get an A if we “beat” our classmates, or whether it’s at the gym where we must beat the girl next to us.
The Consequences of Action
What I’ve come to realize is that I don’t get to pick up and put down my privilege, I carry it around with me all day, every day.
Unmasking Penn Face
I know one thing for sure: I do not know what Penn Face is supposed to be. I have a hunch about something else: nobody else really does either.
From the Depths of Hill
Back in high school, I never had much school spirit.
All I Do Is Quit, Quit, Quit
Any fan of the seminal 90’s sitcom Seinfeld knows the plight of loveable loser George Costanza and his fondness for giving up: “Yeah, I’m a great quitter."
The Classics Are Dead, and So is My Future
How one English major learned to love uncertainty in a world of Wharton.
Surviving and Thriving without a Smartphone
Resisting the switch to a smartphone has been a smart decision for my social life.
Your 2014-2015 Highs and Lows
In honor of our final Spring issue, Street asked you to look back on the ups and downs of your year.
Greek Life is Inherently Sexist
Spring Fling serves as a reminder that our social lives are dominated by Greek life. But why do we calmly accept a fucked–up system where men get to call all the shots?
How OFSL Stole My Sorority Experience
A former AXO freshman and Street Editor shares her experience with OFSL and what it means to go off campus.
