Three weeks ago, Oz sent an email to a select group of freshmen girls. Two weeks ago, a group of girls put up flyers all over campus that condemned the email as perpetuating rape culture.
I have absolutely no fucking clue what I am going to do without Street, but I guess I have no choice but to find out.
I don’t remember what I did last weekend.
Are you happy?
This is the Love Issue and Valentine’s Day is this weekend so I’m probably supposed to write to you about love.
If you missed the ICA's semesterly Free for All this Wednesday, make sure you don't make the same mistake twice.
Escape the washed up frat stars!!!
First Friday is one of the best art events in Philly: don't fuck it up.
What if all our actions had no consequences?
Where the PMA’s event lacked in artwork, it made up for in its ability to bring people together.
Are you more a "washed up Beige Block" or a "sceney soph"?
In 20 years you might be replacing your Picasso with a selfie from Kim Kardashian West.
On Tuesday, I woke up excited.
Penn students could all benefit from being a little less afraid of our neighborhood.
I was going to write my letter about Fling. I was going to write about how every event is off campus, about how much money everyone is spending on the Pool Party.
I don’t know about you, but I have never appreciated Fall Break more than I do right now.
Perhaps it was because I went on vacation instead of just going home for the first time in four years.
Sometimes all you need is a taste.
I have theme songs for everything.
Penn is more than rush.
You should probably put these in your Gcal...
With the ICA’s Fall opening this week, Street spoke to one of the students actively involved with the museum and the art world at Penn.
So I have a question: where the fuck did my junior year go?
To help you break up the monotony that is your midterms season Gcal
More fun than your marketing homework.
I don’t make New Year’s resolutions. I make post–Spring Break resolutions.
Come because it’s trendy, stay because it’s actually good.
The beginning of second semester kind of sucks.
OCR has got to be, like, the biggest joke at Penn.
I’m going to tell you a story.
On Wednesday morning I felt like my voice had been ripped out of me.
So the Cubs are in the World Series.
The last time the Cubs won the World Series was 1908.
The best places to get drunk on a Sunday before midterms take over your life.
Returning to the things that once made you happy never quite seems to work the way that it should.
A great touch to any Beige Block porch
So, guess what? This is the last issue of Street for the semester. And, while that may good news for some (looking at you, victims of the RoundUp and presidents of Greek organizations), it’s a little more complicated for me.
On the one hand, I have made it through an entire semester doing a job that is incredibly challenging, time consuming and draining.
Spread the love, kids.
When I was a kid I attended the Waldorf School in Chicago. Waldorf schools are small private schools that exist in various parts of the country and focus on arts and a very specific method of education—they do not teach you how to read until about third grade—and they have been described by a few online articles as “cultish.” Part of the curriculum is the very specific requirement that students do not watch any TV or movies at home, a requirement that some families chose to follow.
I have a confession: I’ve never taken a creative writing class at Penn.