Back to School Bingo

Welcome back everyone! How are you? I actually don’t care, but I’ll listen for ten or fifteen seconds before my eyes glaze over and I start to think about literally anything else besides who is being presented right in front of me. I’ll nod and sigh at the right points, peppering in traditionally human exclamations like “mhmm” and “oh my god yeah.” You’ll carry on and pretend to believe that I’m listening but deep down you know that I am just nodding along because there is no one else to talk to at this dark apartment party. I’ll find my friends, you’ll wave goodbye–and we’ll avoid eye contact for the next 6-8 months.

Anyway, I digress–I’ve been gone for a semester and a summer– and boy has this place made some weird changes. The Village Market looks like a Dean and Deluca, and I can’t pee in the freshman halls anymore on my long walk north. But at the same time, due to some kind of otherworldly miracle, our cosmic schema somehow aligns perfectly every single late August on this fake but also very real village– and the exact same instances occur. First-years sit at your table in Peirce, forcing you to relocate while simultaneously insisting that “it’s totally fine.” Almost every other month, like clockwork, there is just a full day where the whole village smells like manure. You listen to a lot of a cappella, a lot. To make this adjustment process easier for you– I’ve decided to turn the first few weeks and its eccentricities into a game, specifically a bingo board. Whether it’s your first month here or one of your final few–hopefully this board will bring you peace, harmony, and enlightenment.

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Gems from the Treasure Cove, Part II


Do you remember Mariah Carey’s ex-husband Nick Cannon’s improv show on MTV called Wild N Out (which originally ran from 2005 to 2007 but was apparently renewed in 2013 for MTV2 — who knew)? In one episode, during a section titled “R & Beef,” the guys freestyled a song called “You Look Better With the Lights Low.”* That song title is the exact opposite of how I feel about the Cove.

I was walking to my afternoon class the other day, and on the ground outside of the Cove, I spotted three dried-up pancakes, one and a half dried-up donuts, one dried-up muffin and two other dried-up bread products I couldn’t identify.

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