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With midterms in full swing (but, do they ever end), we want to say “hello.” We also want to know how you’re holding up. For a brief study break, we kindly ask you to fill in the blanks:


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Happy Valentine’s Day: How to date your TA


The only remark I’ve heard among my friends more than “I have like noo points left” is “I am in love with my TA.”

First, the reasoning behind this how-to post not only comes from my friends’ whining, excessive Facebook stalking, and primping before section, but also a(n) pathetic inspirational post from a certain New Haven school’s blog. The writer of the column confessed that he professed his love for his TA with the timeless “Hi, I love you, sushi tastes good with me” pick-up line.

Side note: You want to know the real difference between us and Yalies? We have social skills and they don’t. (If you don’t get that reference, please cancel your next Wednesday night debauchery-filled plans and watch the late current train wreck Lindsay Lohan’s masterpiece.)

While we don’t suggest you use the aforementioned Yalie’s pick-up line, here are a few tips on how to woo your TA into bed this Valentine’s Day: Continue Reading

Made-up Holidays: Hallie & Annie’s Birthday

You’d think that these identical foes would figure out they were siblings upon discovering that they both eat Oreos with peanut butter, even though everyone else thinks it’s gross. You’d also think they’d figure out they were twins when they realized that they would both be turning 12 on October 11th. But for these redheads in The Parent Trap, it takes one crinkly picture — “a little pathetic thing ripped right down the middle” (Right. down. the middle? Right. down. the middle.) — for them to put two and two together. They’re like, twins. Duh.

Hallie and Annie: your imperfect deductive reasoning skills circa 1998 are a window into Lindsay Lohan’s subsequent meltdowns and professional and personal failings, but you’re still the most lovable pair of (fake) twins to ever grace the silver screen. Happy 12th, gals.