It’s that time of year again. Finals are here, you’re stressed out, and, like a child, you need people to make you food and give you candy. Lucky for you, this time of the year also means you have Midnight Breakfast. Here are a few quick tips on how to win it: Continue reading
‘Twas the Sunday before finals and all throughout Peirce came the whoops of the feasters all showered in light.
The students had studied all the hours before, with textbooks and laptops, as visions of syrup danced through their heads. Continue reading
It’s that special time of year, everyone: when our elders come up with fun, exciting ways to further test our knowledge. It feels like a final countdown. Ever since you got that final study guide from your professor or were assigned that final project, your stomach dropped. The amount of work before you seemed impossible. You looked around your fellow classmates and easily could see them making it through the next few weeks, but you knew you wouldn’t be so lucky. As a first year, I keep waiting for upperclassmen to volunteer as tribute for me, but so far no luck. In other words, we have all reached the Hunger Games of Kenyon: Finals Week. Continue reading