asking me to send in scandalous photos of people partying this past weekend, pleading for any evidence of indecent behavior with lines like “because you didn’t spend the first weekend of the semester reading, studying, and sleeping.”

Really?

Because I’m pretty sure I saw some people practically LARP fighting each other to see who could use the xerox machine first in the science center lab, while the liquor store on Mass Ave was taping up flyers that said “FREE BOOZE” because all the unpurchased wine was going sour.

Just face reality and stop trying to make Harvard look cool, guys.

Just because we all started wearing contact lenses and got our braces off doesn’t make it any less true that we’d all prefer our Byzantine history coursepack over beers on a Friday night.

2 kEwL 4 SkOoL~

is Jermaine Clement.

I wonder how much money I would need to bribe him into giving lectures with a New Zealand accent.

Lowell because you could really call him LOL and he’d never be the wiser.

(via drinkyourjuice)

Abbot is rolling over in his grave right now and I’m not feeling sorry at all.

closing-time:

Stop using the word “raging” in every email. Most of our fellow classmates have spent the last four years being uptight/lame/awkward… they’re not suddenly going to change because it’s senior week. Good day.

Note: Wearing sunglasses indoors does not constitute “raging”. You look like a fool.

Respect for this man/woman/it. Same goes for anyone who’s called people out for walking around the Yard wearing scenester Wayfarers. Memorandum received: you look like a massive tool and a half.

Over the course of the past nine months, I took photos of Annenberg with my cell phone while hanging out on top of the Carpenter Center, either with people or alone. And while I risk exposing what I’d like to think as my “secret” hideout, the juxtaposed aesthetic appeal of my visual May-December romance is too comforting to keep under covers.