Once in a rare while, the sun decides to visit Columbia’s campus. This sends students into a frenzy; the lawns become packed, and most people (emphasis on most) leave Butler to partake in yard games and tan. The weather, while temporary, transforms campus into a much happier, vibrant place…but this version of Columbia only lasts […]
In the last few hours before it’s finally all over–at least for a week–Bwog defends drunkenly doing nothing in a place without Antarctic temperatures but with real bars. I’m going to Cancun for spring break. It’s a simple enough sentence, but every time I share with friends or with a class what my plans are […]
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