Jeremy Holton '12 awoke fresh and early at 9 a.m. expecting his first day of sophomore year to be a good one. Thus, the Orgo final exam that he was handed upon walking into MacMillan 117 came as a bit of a shock. Whereas he had expected to wake up on September 9th, he instead found his peers scribbling December 3rd on the covers of their test booklets.
Too good to just shut up and pay attention to lecture like everyone else, Anna Mason '11 has been knitting in her classes since freshman year of high school. To date, she's made 32 scarves people wear only in her presence, 42 hats, tragically lost, and one Itty-Bitty-Kitty sweater that Mr.
Early Tuesday morning, Brian Mepsis '12 was blindsided and beside himself-all due to the side of a building.
Shortly after Mepsis completed his carefully calculated hair flip and adopted an innocent gee-would-you-look-at-that-this-building-is-reflective facial expression in the window of the BioMed center, he turned his gaze to an engraving on the side of J.
The new incarnation of Faunce House is finished and finally open for business. However, there is one major change; the building once inhabited almost exclusively by Brown's hipster population has now taken on the theme of a construction site.
"Yeah, we decided to go with a theme change after we noticed how popular those hotels with 'themed rooms' have become," said foreman and noted construction expert Larry Hazelman.
It's another late night in the Sciences Library and you're starting to crash. First Year Seminars are really tough, and you have to read a whole two paragraphs about Asian American sexuality in the late 1970's before tomorrow's group final. As your eyes begin close, you realize that it's time to shuffle upstairs and grab a fresh cup of fairly traded coffee.
I'm all for professors who are well-versed in literature. It's important to have teachers who can point students to just the right passage to answer their questions or get them thinking. But when every single word out of your mouth is a direct quote of Nigerian novelist Chinua Achebe, there comes a point where things start to fall apart.
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