It’s officially Saturday. Finals are upon us. Let the complete pandemonium and stress sink in. It is also the last Saturday of my last fall semester at Kenyon (my eyes aren’t watering… it’s just allergies). What does this mean? Well, it means that I definitely want to study to do well on my finals, get great grades, get into grad school, get an amazing job, and succeed at life. But it also means that I want to rage. I like to rage. You like to rage. We all like to rage. Let me teach you how to rage and study.* Continue reading
So, as it turns out, Kenyon students are pretty weird. The Thrill has decided to showcase the endearing oddities of our student body with a new features entitled “Kenyon Side Projects”. In this new feature, we will spotlight a Kenyon student with a side project that we find particularly intriguing. Up this week is Brandon January ’15, a senior Econ major from Dallas who smokes his own meats. Brandon and I met up one chilly day this week to discuss his smoking habits (pun intended…). Continue reading
It’s Monday of the week before finals week, which basically means that now is when everything starts to go to shit. That beautifully intricate and color-coded study schedule that you made for yourself is gathering dust on the floor somewhere, quickly becoming irrelevant. So now it’s crunch time. You walk into the deepest and darkest hole on campus, Gund Commons with all of your supplies, ready to hunker down for the foreseeable future. But wait, someone is rudely shaking you out of your hot cheeto crumb pile of focus. Gund is no longer open all night. Is there nowhere left on campus in which to pull a successful all-nighter? We have the answers for you after the jump. Continue reading
I woke up this morning with butterflies. The bright white snow was glaring through my window and I knew that today was unlike all other days. Today is Peircegiving. As a senior I have gone through many phases with this beautiful Kenyon holiday. As a First-year I was frightened, as a Sophomore I was jaded and as a Junior I was appreciative yet relatively unenthusiastic. This year is different. This year is my last year and I can finally recognize what I have known subliminally all along…Peircegiving is incredible and it is undeniably better than my actual family Thanksgiving experience. Here’s why. Continue reading
It will be news to only those living under the Beta rock or seriously hibernating in the library basement that Kenyon was visited by the illustrious Cam’ron this past weekend. Killa Cam was slated to perform at The Horn at 9:00pm. No opener…because, well, he probably just didn’t want one. I am fairly certain that every Kenyon student– past, present, and future were gathered outside of The Horn anxiously and pretty vocally awaiting any news of Cam’ron. Continue reading
The sky is darkening. Rain drops that may soon turn into snow drops are pouring down on us from the sky and second semester registration time is upon us. While some may see this as a cause of stress and/or befuddlement, I see this as a time of immense excitement. It’s like that time in middle school right before school started when your parents took you to Staples and you got to run through every aisle grabbing color coded folders and pens and stickers… the pure magic of possibility. We can have all of that magical possibility once again! It is all within our reach. But wait, you unfortunately ended up in an 8:10 lecture style class on the ins and outs of accounting. Everything is ruined now. Don’t let this happen to you! You can absolutely get into all of the classes that you want*, just follow these simple steps. Continue reading
Andrew Herring ’15 on the left is a member of Kenyon’s tennis team.
Q: How did you get involved with tennis at Kenyon?
A: The coaches contacted me through my dad when I was in high school. My dad and I scheduled a visit to the school a month or two later and then came up to Gambier. I didn’t really know much about Kenyon before I visited and then I found out it was a pretty good school. When I visited and saw the KAC, realized that this was the only place I wanted to go. So basically I came to Kenyon for athletics, and the fact that it was a good school played second fiddle. Continue reading