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Kurt Vonnegut, employed for a brief period at Sports Illustrated, supposedly walked out of his first story about a race horse by writing, “The horse jumped over the fucking fence.” This is me doing the same.
All semester long, I’ve been grappling with this question: “Will I live a significant life?”
Last Thursday outside Houston Hall, my friend and I were watching students swarm like little ants eating lunch, on the way to class, skin warmed by the sun. “I wonder where all these people come from,” she said, glancing first left, then right. She zeroed in on a small blonde who I assumed to be 15 years old, passing us by, flanked by a middle-aged couple. “I think that girl must have just been accepted to Penn.”
In Elena Ferrante’s “Neapolitan Novels,” the main character, Elena Greco, feels a sentiment throughout her life that many small-town kids know all too well. It is the fear of never getting out, never making it, never leaving behind this little place and these little people who never could contain the big dreams you were hiding in your heart.
A week ago, I was in my kitchen, scooping out fist-sized balls of Haagen-Dazs green tea ice cream, ready to gorge myself as a reward for all the night’s hard work (two essays on French colonialism and the French Revolution — whew!), when I overheard my roommate say something which piqued my interest.
In the first two months of 2018, two Penn students have died, adding to a total of seven who have died this academic year. William Steinberg and Blaze Bernstein were added to the list of Jonathan Lumpkin, Nicholas Moya, Justin Hamano, Brett Cooper, and Henry Rogers. No matter where we look, death has overtaken us. And though I did not know these students personally, I have wondered with each death, “How do we honor those we’ve lost?”
Sometimes, I think each of us has a limited well of passion, which lasts as long as we know how to use it. Some of us are wiser — we conserve it. We trickle it, filter it, run it through some sort of recycling system so the well will never dry, accrue a surplus which only becomes purer the older we get.
I was sitting in my room one lonely night before winter break when my friend messaged me over Facebook — pop! — asking whether, for the new year, she should do a balayage on her hair.
If you are as introverted as I am, you probably spend a lot of time reflecting on your life.
Isabel Kim, a former fellow opinion columnist, once wrote that, “ghosting is maybe the kindest way to end any relationship in the digital era.” It’s a sentiment that many in our generation have and one that, up until last week, I too agreed with.
GROUP THINK is The Daily Pennsylvanian’s roundtable section, in which we throw a question at the columnists and see which answers stick. Read your favorite columnist, or read them all. If you would like to apply to be a columnist for the Spring semester, please fill out the columnist application here.
GROUP THINK is The Daily Pennsylvanian’s roundtable section, in which we throw a question at the columnists and see what answers stick. Read your favorite columnist, or read them all.
When I first came to Penn, I thought I would suddenly make a lot of friends.
GROUP THINK is The Daily Pennsylvanian’s roundtable section, in which we throw a question at the columnists and see what answers stick. Read your favorite columnist, or read them all.
Woke: (adj.) Aware, socially conscious, understanding and sensitive of racial, socioeconomic, gender and further societal inequalities.
GROUP THINK is The Daily Pennsylvanian’s round table section, where we throw a question at the columnists and see what answers stick. Read your favorite columnist, or read them all.
When I was abroad last semester at Cambridge University in the United Kingdom, Pembroke Street, the college's magazine had an issue all about the theme of “home.”
Happiness for me has been some strange, elusive pursuit my whole life.
Much has been said about Amy Wax’s opinion editorial, and I don’t wish to beat a dead horse. However, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the piece since I read it.
GROUP THINK is The Daily Pennsylvanian’s round table section, where we throw a question at the columnists and see what answers stick. Read your favorite columnist, or read them all.