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Word on the Street: Gone But Not Forgotten

In the late spring of my freshman year, while poring over my Math 114 notes in one of those tiny "study rooms" in the Quad, a senior from my Italian class came parading down the hall.

by EMILY BRILL

Word on the Street: An English Major Walks into a Bar…

Two summers ago, I found myself at a soccer game with a high school friend, her friend from college, who I’d never met, and his father.

by KILEY BENSE

Word on the Street: Please Don't Touch That Art

“OMG! What is that!?” is a question I hear too often in dimly lit bars and frat house living rooms.

by ROSA ESCANDON

Word on the Street: Who Run the Fling (Girls)

There are many fields that men continue to dominate, even after years of progress for feminism and equal pay for women.

by BEN LERNER

Word on the Street: Red Fish, Blue Fish, Me Fish, You Fish

At the end of every day, I frantically hop into bed. The next day, I’m likely to repeat this routine.

by MICHAEL SHOSTEK

Word on the Street: Tough Love

So there’s this guy.

by SAM HILL

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.

by ABIGAIL KOFFLER

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.

by OLIVIA RUTIGLIANO

Word on the Street: The Big Picture: Instagram

Three times in the past week I have been accused of hating everything. Lena Dunham’s “Girls”? Hate it.

by IAN BUSSARD

Word on the Street: New Year's Resolutions

New year, new me, new Highbrow. Highbrow knows that all of you lovely Penn kids take the start of a new year and semester in stride and use the opportunity to change something about yourself. And we wanted to know just what resolutions you guys had in store for the new year. So we asked and here are your responses:

by 34TH STREET

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I always feel like somebody's watching me

by 34TH STREET

How to Survive Your Final Semester, From Someone Who Just Survived Hers

There are firemen in my kitchen right now. They’re here for the second time today and the fifth time this week.

by PAIGE RUBIN

Word on the Street: In Search of Tanya

I’m hopeful every self–respecting senior has, as I do, a bucket list.  I have neither the space nor chutzpah to enumerate my personal bucket list here.  For those who don’t have one, take comfort in knowing that mine is too long and mostly impossible and any points of completion will surely offer little solace when it actually comes time to graduate.  In thinking about how best to utilize this column to cross something off my bucket list, however, I would like to issue a formal search warrant for my apparent doppelgänger, Tanya. If it wasn’t necessary to the comprehension of this story, I would hide the fact that I frequent Einstein’s pretty regularly.

by EMILY BRILL

Word on the Street: Why I Didn't Vote

You’ve got two choices: chocolate or vanilla. If you really like pistachio, you can technically choose pistachio, but you’re still going to get either chocolate or vanilla, so you might as well choose between those two. At Penn, liking chocolate means you fit in.

by SANDRA RUBINCHIK

Word on the Street: Calm Down Before the Storm

Standing on the corner of 43rd and Market with my weight in canned food sitting like a ton of steel inside my housemate’s hiking–sized megabackpack, my spine caving into an awful kind of inverted “U,” I truly began to understand the concept of the sophomore slump.

by PATRICK FORD-MATZ

Word on the Street: From Penn to Oktoberfest in 96 Hours

Let’s be real: Oktoberfest is every frat boy’s wet dream: beer, boobs, a selection of heavy, meat–based foods, amusement rides and more beer.

by MIMI SOLMSSEN

Things I Learned From Sesame Street

Governor Mitt Romney recently announced that he would cut funding to the Public Broadcasting Service, specifically to shows like "Sesame Street," which has been running for upwards of 40 years.

by FARYN PEARL

Word on the Street: Black is the New Black

Throughout my time at Penn, I’ve amassed a truly unfortunate number of “that girl” monikers: “that girl who tweets a lot,” “that girl who makes sarcastic comments,” “that girl with the glasses,” to name a few.

by COLETTE BLOOM

Word on the Street: A Modest Proposal

I want to propose something. I know that it’s radical, dangerously so, but, with any luck, some of this world’s problems could be solved with just one simple change in our daily lives: we should look at each other. How often do you pass someone on campus, just casually walking by, and they simply refuse to look at you?

by JESSE DUBOIS

Word on the Street: Wanna Walk to Class?

It’s happened to the best of us. You spend the evening chatting it up with someone in your hall/suite/living unit and end with that fateful question: “Hey, what time do you have class tomorrow?” The other person answers: “10 a.m.” You obviously start at 10 and pose the question: “Hey, wanna walk over together?” The person nods excitedly and your plan is set. Stop right there. That was a terrible idea.

by ABIGAIL KOFFLER

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