Last night, seniors and professors alike trudged through the wind and cold to make merry. A marker of 100 days left until graduation, Fandango was in full swing for two whole hours. Students got sloppy. Professors got dancing. I ate two plates full of mac n’ cheese wedges because this is what peak femininity LOOKS LIKE. Are you a curious underclassman looking for an inside scoop? Were you a senior that was there but, alas, can’t seem to remember the night? Well, folks, you’re in luck, the seniors of the Kenyon Thrill staff are here to fill you in on the good, the bad, and the sticky!
A few weeks ago, I found a tiny level on the floor of Lower Horn. I’ve been carrying it in my pocket ever since. Here’s a compilation of my investigative research on what’s flat and what’s not on this campus. Continue reading
I, Elinor Davis Melick, am SOLELY responsible for my own bad decisions. The Thrill is not liable for any adverse health effects I may experience as a result of this experiment, and The Thrill staff in no way endorses or condones excessive caffeine consumption, not even for the sake of content. Continue reading
Have you ever been hungry and thirsty at the same time? I found a solution: I ate snow off the floor. Here’s my review.
Everyone knows that you’re never truly alone at Kenyon. You might think you’ve found the spot, but I hate to break it to you—you haven’t found the spot. Winter has come and people are pissy and definitely prone to breakdowns and I’m here to give you some advice on the absolute worst possible places to cry when you need to have a moment.
Hello, Kenyon. It is me, your grandmagrandpa Cat! It has come to my attention that a significant portion of you are from California, or Florida, or whatever other fake state kids are making up these days. This means you had no idea what to do in the terrible, horrible cold time of the polar vortex and will probably continue to be silly when the temperature (inevitably) drops again before spring actually arrives. I do not care WHAT the groundhog said. You are not leaving this house without your jacket, young man!
It is what it is, and no one can stop me. These are some memes that I made, personally curated for the population that vaguely cares about my Hot Takes ™ on things here on the hill. Some of them are obscure, most are not.