Taking after our BFFs at New York Magazine, we’ve designed, especially for you, a Spring Weekend approval matrix comparing the college mini-music festivals ~around the country~. Ranking lineups on scales from #basic to (Sasha) Fierce and from Kris Humphries to Kanye, it turns out that, from a relatively objective POV, Brown kinda comes out on top. Next to T-Pain, of course.
Class of 2015, this is our year.
In a few months, we’ll be saying goodbye to Brown, and saying hello to whatever the hell is coming next. Can you sense my anxiety? Good.
If the speed at which the past three years flew by is any indication, the proceeding months will go by even faster. Senior year is a hodgepodge of emotions (excitement, anxiety, nostalgia), planning (jobs, grad school, someone please tell me), and making the most of our time left (Senior Nights, Senior Bucket List, the GCB). Here you’ll find an approval matrix for senior year activities of all sorts.
Strive for the commendable and exciting adventures, or hit all of the questionable and daunting activities—your senior year is in your hands. Good luck!
Image via Jokichi Matsubara ’18.
I love Avatar. No, not blue Dance with Wolves. I mean the one with the little bald kid and the magic martial arts and the all-around baddassery. Fine, yes, the kids show. But you know what? I’m okay with that. While my friends are discussing the finer points of Breaking Bad or Game of Thrones, I will unabashedly fanboy all over the finer points of Zuko’s story line and debate you about the superior bending forms.
But I’m not alone. Nostalgia is the Millenial battle-cry. Comic books are made cool by the big screen, I have literally spent nights playing Pokemon with my suitmates, and I can walk into any frat and throwdown for Super Smash Brothers (Zero-Suit Samus, whaddup?).
So to help you navigate the various ways to release your inner child, we at BlogDH have scientifically measured and analyzed the various forms of nostalgia.
We’re gonna be honest with y’all: this week’s episode of Girls was a little strange. Besides the always-awesome one-liners from our girl Shosh, this episode (aptly named “Boys”) aired on the side of serious, focusing primarily on Ray’s life crisis and Adam’s breakup recovery. We struggled to find one particular idea/word to write about this week, so here are some brief thoughts on three subjects covered in last Sunday’s episode:
Brands of difficult (n.)
How it’s used in the show: Adam: “I’m a difficult person, everyone’s a difficult person. [Hannah] was accepting of my brand of difficult, she was okay with it.”
Let’s briefly address a thought that Adam (of all people, right?) proposed: the idea that we all have our own “brands of difficult.” Maybe our goal in life shouldn’t be to find the least difficult people to surround ourselves with, but to find those who accept our personal brand of difficult, and whose brand of difficult we can also handle. We all have our flaws—Tyra Banks would tell us these make us “flawesome” but, like, there’s nothing flawesome about the fact that we constantly leave our shoes directly in your walking path / leave dirty dishes in the sink / obsess over The Wire. The friends you make and keep are going to be the ones who will celebrate you at your best and stand by you at your worst. Continue Reading
Judging from the veritable army of snowmen outside, snow-engineering is the school’s biggest new independent concentration. But because we love facilities for saving the world and keeping the end of days from happening, here’s a handy approval matrix between snow-bound shenanigans and accidentally causing a five-car pileup from a stray snowball.