Many times, I’ve seen couples holding hands on Locust and thought about how perfect they must be together — that there was no danger there.
I am surrounded every day by high-achieving students at what is often coined “the social Ivy,” which means that vulnerability isn’t high on anyone’s list of priorities, though almost everyone has to have struggled juggling social, personal, and academic expectations.
What we need to fight for is transparency. While Penn doesn’t even have a rubric for interpreting admissions files, other schools have clear guidelines along with original comments attached to their files.
We are all entitled to our own preferences, but we should do our best not to degrade the preferences of others, especially when it comes to food.
Gendered groups abound at Penn, and while it’s rare for anyone to take issue with that fact, maybe more of us should.
If Yale can allocate some financial aid funds towards sororities to help bridge this obvious gap between women who can afford sisterhood and those who can’t, Penn should too.
The art of being black at a predominantly white institution isn’t always pretty.
Don’t let the machinery of the process make you feel like you should be selling yourself to the sorority. In reality, the sorority should be selling itself to you.
It hurts to think that some Asians feel that they only have a meme page to voice their concerns. I don’t want anyone to feel like they have to satirize their concerns as a way to cope with them.
This direct editing of the genome of future generations could eventually lead to parents paying for genetically engineered babies who could grow to have the athleticism of Lebron James athleticism or the IQ of Albert Einstein.
Juuling is not cool. It’s not something to brag about on social media. It’s certainly not something to encourage other fellow students, friends, or family members to try.
I have been in conversations where acquaintances proudly talk about the anti-racist demonstrations and initiatives they have been active in only to turn the conversation to how Jews control the world through a wide-reaching conspiracy.
My column, my editor, and the friendships I made along the way, were my lifelines. They kept me here.
It sometimes seems as though the more reserved Bush is overshadowed by the larger-than-life personalities of the men who preceded and followed him: Ronald Reagan and Bill Clinton.
You would think that it would be easy to just listen to each other. Yet, we’ve built up so many impulses to pivot away and check out when the subject gets intense or hits a nerve. Especially when it’s as easy as glancing down at our phones.
Don't let the soaring number of STEM majors dissuade you from pursuing art history or philosophy.
This weekend I slunk around the city avoiding protests that I could only half understand
We’ve all heard the stories — someone gets accepted to the college of their dreams or to the perfect job, and then their position is revoked on the basis of a Facebook photo of them holding a Red Solo cup.
Boiled down, the elementary characteristic of a friend is a person who cares about you. I had ignored this basic trait with my convenience friend.
I’ve experienced the stress, even in my first semester, of thinking about majors in terms of potential income first and passion second.