Today marks the Mary-Berry-Jason-Terry-very last day of housing selection. 

Yes, Bwog did things other than Bacchanal this weekend. No, it wasn’t just drinking.

Barnard’s search for a new Dean has come to a close.

Racists, ICE, and failing technology. Read your news here.

Rising sophomores are in the limelight today.

Don’t remember what happened yesterday? Bwog first-years Sophie Tobin and Liv Nelson have your bacch with a review of this year’s Bacchanal music festival.

Bwog Daily Editor Peyton Ayers and Staff Writer Elle Ferguson give you the juicy details on Orchesis’ show in case you missed it or want to relive its glory. 

 It’s our favorite campus holiday: Bacchanal! It’s the time of year when you shed your seasonal depression, wear shorts no matter the weather, and end your night at 3 PM only to wake up and party later. For the first years, transfers, exchange students, and any other Bacch virgins, Bacchanal is the Columbia version of fun, […]

Columbia students recently received an impassioned plea from Associate Director of Residential Life Scott D. Helfrich begging them to open their hearts and rooms to prospective students. ResLife still needs 100 more hosts for Days on Campus and Perspectives on Diversity. But have no fear, Associate Director Helfrich! Bwog has plenty of ways to incentivize […]

Umbrellas are terrible, annoying, and impractical devices of minimal utility to the human race, and here’s why the world should get rid of them and switch to the infinitely superior raincoat model of rain protection.

It’s crunch time, and the selection for juniors is getting more and more limited.

The last housing review of the day is the cozy, semi-elusive residential brownstone at 548 W 113th, AKA Symposium because of its proximity to the Greek restaurant. Close to campus but with enough distance to feel a little more ~mature~, Symposium is perfect for any upperclassmen duos with a good lottery number.

A Bwogger is now filled with love for Barnard Public Safety.

On the third day of housing selection, my true love gave to me, five bags of Haribo gummy bears from the Housing concessions table. 

For you rising seniors, things might be starting to look bleak.