The Carman Hall gates are my gates to heaven Feet throbbing from the walk Pretty much from 107, my legs feel every block Though boasting spacious living spaces TV’s and kitchens all…
Matcha and Clairo are all the rage for the Doc Martens-wearing heterosexual men of Columbia University. Labubus on the belt, Laufey baby-tees on the chest, and bell hooks essays in the tote…
In the wake of a series of undeniably electric performances, the Columbia community is reeling from the fact that, against all odds, a capella music is a potent sexual weapon. The news…
Happy Back 2 School Szn! For any freshies seeking advice or anyone who wants to elevate their campus steeze, stay locked in when you read this list. Amazon link is in my…
Fed-estimonial: Why I Invested My Last $400 Dollars Into a 12-Week Clown Course.
Last week, I found myself at the end of my rope. The excitement of my newly-finalized PoliSci minor was dampened by my inability to answer a cold call from former University President…
There was a gland. I am that gland. I work all day, all night. A rueful life, I know I’m damned I’ve no hope of respite. Ev’ry wipe brings pitiful pain. I…
Drinking the green one I feel like a strong, swift horse Academic beast…
