A night of surprising elegance and food at JJ’s Place.

There are dozens of them! Dozens!!

Studying sucks, but the vibes in the Diana 3 study room almost make it worth it. 

Bacchanal is one of Columbia’s most beloved traditions, and we here at Bwog want to join in on the fun!

A Bwogger was required to buy a clicker for their science lecture– a white device that appears not to have been updated since the 1980s– and their life has been changed for the better. 

Internal Editor Vivian Zhou is tentatively starting a new column called Diana Bowl Reviews, which reviews the Student’s Choice bowls in Diana. 

Have you ever ascended the ramps in Lerner, captivated by the high-resolution photographs of our stellar athletes? Have you ever wondered about the TRUTH behind the photos? Wonder no more! Two Bwoggers have figured out what is going on inside their heads.

On February 1st, 2020 Bwog Staffer Solomia Dzhaman lost her CUID. She has not been the same since.

With Valentine’s Day on the horizon, you’ve possibly found yourself DUMPED. Have no fear, Bwog is here! Allow this playlist to escort you on a journey through the four stages of recovery in this difficult time. 

Staff writer James Perry perused the Columbia University online archives’ yearbook collection. Here’s which Columbia student you would have been in the days of old.

Bring back the Classic Hewitt™  vibe with the muffled Pop Radio. 

If you’re reading this, it’s probably because this has already happened to you. Statistically, 99.9% of students have had this happen to them. I don’t know what it is with Barnard/Columbia students that makes them so obnoxiously self-absorbed that they literally will invade your personal space just to fucking fix their hair in class. 

With the sudden closing of e’s Bar in December 2019, residents of Morningside Heights are wondering what will be next to occupy the space between 112th and 113th St. Without any research or grounding in reality, here are my ideas:

“It’s the most! Wonderful timeeee! Of the yearrrr!” That’s right, Cahlumbians. It’s internship application season, which means that not only do you get to write one cover letter—you get to write thousands of them.

I’m not kidding.