When, oh when was the last time I traversed down Middle Path, excited at the prospect of standing in the humid basement of Old K? At night when I close my eyes, it’s black X’s on the backs of my hands that I fantasize about. Even now, many miles away from campus, I yearn for the familiarity of an all campus.Continue reading
For the second year in a row, we were fortunate enough to have two Halloweekends, which means anywhere from two to seven opportunities to celebrate this spooky time. But, I mean is next weekend even a Halloweekend? Feels more like Mamma Miaweekend to me, but that’s probably because we celebrated too early. PEEPS Halloween kicked off spook week, so we asked our new first-year writers to reflect on their first Kenyon Halloween.
“Boo, bitch! Hahaha I’m just playing fam… how was your day?” – my woke Old K ghost
I want to preface this cursed article by saying that I am fully aware of how disgusting the concept of this is. I’m here to tell you that I don’t give a singular hoot. Needless to say, I didn’t care enough about myself or my health to stop myself from embarking on this journey! Here are five outfits perfect for any occasion that I made from the pile of clothes left in the Old K laundry room:
Wassup, everyone. We’ve all been coexisting in Gambier for about two weeks now, but if I’m being honest, I still get lost all the time. I know, I know. A junior, as poised and mature as me, is lost? It’s not as unlikely as it seems. So in order to better orient ourselves around campus, I’ve decided to take you on a simple, guided picture tour of Kenyon College. On this tour, we will cover many of Kenyon’s most iconic and campus-culturally relevant spots in the hope that maybe someday I won’t walk into Peirce thinking it’s Smather. Here goes nothing. Continue reading