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As people received vaccines and Hot Girl Summer was declared across the nation, I watched as my friends, all newly in love from their coronalationships, peaked longingly through the confines of their fortresses.
It’s been a year and a half since I was accepted into Smith, nine months since I took my first college class, and three months since I first arrived on campus. As a first year during the pandemic, it feels like I started college in stages—last fall, I experienced a college-level workload. This semester, I lived on campus away from home for the first time, and next fall (knock on wood), I’ll finally have the full college experience:
It’s a common story at colleges across the country: student activists demand a phaseout of fossil fuel investment at the institutional level, and the board of trustees offers a provisional fifteen, twenty, or thirty-year plan. Smith made the switch in 2019 following a survey in which 92% of students voted in favor of divestment. Yet the school’s fifteen-year, best-case-scenario promise falls short of scientific consensus– the U.N. writes that we have nine years left before climate collapse becomes irreversible.
On Feb. 1, 2021, police body camera footage surfaced online of a nine-year-old Black girl being dragged through snow to a police car, handcuffed, and pepper sprayed. The officers responding to a report of “family trouble” acted in this aggressive manner after the girl expressed that she wanted to kill herself and her mother. While the girl refused to sit inside the police car and said that she wanted her father, an officer dismissively told her that she’s “acting like a child,” to which the nine-year-old replied, “I am a child”–– then they pepper sprayed her.
I may not be the best person to write about marriage. The thought of being officially committed to someone for the rest of my life makes me want to crawl out of my skin and I don’t think I’ll ever get married. Not because I’ve never been in love (although I haven’t), but because the institution of marriage horrifies me.
Covid drastically changed the way we date. Bella Levavi’s house of Smithies in Hadley made a pod around the people they date. She interviewed the…
I spend all day studying. I worry if I don't keep working I will fall behind. I desperately want to take time for myself, but I can’t seem to relax. Like most students, I need a break. But our two-day spring break, Meadow Day, is not enough during such an overwhelming time.
You don’t want to run into past hookups nightly while brushing your teeth or make uncomfortable small talk while waiting for your laundry and you most certainly don’t want to see, or God forbid hear, your ex’s current hookups. So why, in my sophomore year, did I break that cardinal rule?
Normally the idea of uninterrupted, totally free time would be exciting to me, as a lifelong, avid reader.