10 o’clock list: KAC Amenities I’ll Miss Most Post-grad

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I love you

 

As a graduating senior, I’ve been saying a lot of hard goodbyes recently. I just had my last academic class ever. Soon, I’ll be saying goodbye to all my underclassmen friends and before you know it I’ll graduate and will be thrust, quivering and raw, into the real world. All goodbyes are different: somethings I’m happy to see the last of, others I’m not sure I can bear to let go. The KAC is in the latter category. That beautiful, shimmery behemoth tugs at my heartstrings every time I see it. Here’s what I’ll miss most about my sporty baby. Continue reading

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10 o’clock list: Ways to Transition Your October Pumpkins into November Pumpkins

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Halloweekend is over and with it, October. One more day of October and then, just like that, it becomes November, the end piece of bread of months. Sure, Halloween hasn’t technically happened yet, but don’t pretend like you don’t know what’s coming. One night of orange ecstasy, and then you wake up and everything’s coming up beige. But your Halloween decorations still have some life in them–especially the pumpkins. There’s no reason to compost your round friends before their time, just because a holiday has ended. However, you have to adhere to the November dress codes, which means orange is out. Here are some ways to ready your decorate gourds for the months to come.

  1. Plant its seeds. We all know that your beautifully-carved jack o’lanterns didn’t survive Saturday night. With pumpkin smashers in full force, there’s no way that any gourd survived unscathed. But having a smashed pumpkin is no reason to give up on the seasonal decor dream. Find its scattered seeds and bury them deep in the earth. In the spring, when baby pumpkins start popping out of the ground like gophers, you’ll be patting yourself on the back.
  2. Baste it, get stuffing all up in there, then pop her in that oven. Don’t let your pumpkin rot away like some common street gourd. Put a little effort in for once in your life. Season her well then pop her in that beautiful NCA oven you won in the housing lottery. You won’t regret it.
  3. Put her in the Peirce atrium. She’ll be so lonely, all by herself outside your apartment while you go to class every day. She’s such a social girl–she deserves to run around and play with other pumpkins. You’ve been a good friend to her, but everyone needs more than just one friend. And you’ll still see her every day, wouldn’t you like that? On your way into the servery for your daily dose of HBTs, you can give her a little pat on the head. You know she’d like that.
  4. Leave her in your library locker, just to see what happens. November is all about embracing the work. Give your pump some tough love by making sure she’s studying day and night, just like you. If she starts to decompose, good! If you can’t take the heat, get out of the airless, pitch-black locker.
  5. Cover her in turkey feathers and teach her the art of subterfuge. To be on top, you have to learn to adapt to this crazy world we live in. Sure, your pumpkin had her fifteen minutes of fame. Now it’s time to start faking it until October rolls around again.

10 o’clock List: First Years Who Will Crash Your Party

10 o’clock List: First Years Who Will Crash Your Party

You’re an upperclassman, and living that apartment life is feeling pretty great right about now. Peirce is only serving pasta marinara and cold squash again? Not a problem for you, because you have some mac and cheese at home just waiting to be warmed up on the stove top of your sweet, sweet kitchenette. Hate wearing flip flops, but hate foot fungus even more? Step right into your very own shower. Feels good, doesn’t it? You love your apartment, and you love your roommates. But more importantly, you love to party. And where parties are, first years will surely follow. These are….the first years who will crash your party and drink all your Keystone.

  1. Girl who thought her friend would be here by now. “Hi,” she says, checking her phone when you open the door. “Amanda told me to come. Is she here?” You aren’t exactly sure which Amanda she’s talking about (you know a lot of Amandas) but you let her in. She sits on your couch and checks Instagram all night. Amanda never shows. Continue reading

10 o’clock List: Kenyon’s Finest, Coldest Beans

10 o’clock List: Kenyon’s Finest, Coldest Beans

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Welcome back to Kenyon, where we love to wear corduroy overalls and drink chilled sparkling water. You’re back, baby. Settle in. Stay a while. While we have you here, could I be so bold as to ask you a question? Which……………………………………….bean do you prefer? At the salad bar, I mean. It’s a matter of personal opinion, of course. I couldn’t presume to tell you which bean is best any more than you could tell me that my underground ant farm is unethical. But I’m entitled to my opinion, of course. Hate me or love me by the end of this list, it makes no difference. My heart is in the beans, always has been. Always will be. Continue reading