Paris means something because it’s fictional. Read more…

Paris means something because it’s fictional. Read more…
imagesBy(Cecily) The right type of insect always beats the apocalypse, or so it would seem. Read more…
If the editors for Vanity Fair rewrote Cards Against Humanities after binge-watching SVU and eating every aphrodisiac ever known to man. Read more…
“A riot is the language of the unheard.” — Martin Luther King, Jr. Read more…
Music matters. Listen, think.
*Word limits temporarily lifted. Read more…
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Along with quiet legions of groggy Literature Editors worldwide, I’m tasked with hitting the light switch, putting on pants, and writing an article about the “Marcel Proust” of our time. All without having read a word of him. Read more…
I ate fruit salad in a Bolivian marketplace because that’s what the local kids were eating and I didn’t want to be a gringo. Read more…
Did you notice that the “I” in the title is uppercase? Bet you didn’t. Gotcha, suckers!
The tides are changing. We have a new duo at the helm of our favorite student government.
When you’re done deleting all those emails regarding SAFE reform, have a listen.
Stanford Spring Quarter exists in a bizarre dilemma universe where every day feels like a beautiful afternoon in mid-July where nothing matters except having a cold drink and a pair of sunglasses.. while still still living up to the academic requirements of one of the most demanding universities in the country.
WOOP WOOP. Here’s your soundtrack to the sun.