Some memories come with soundtracks, some moments are so intrinsically connected with songs it is impossible to separate the two. Below, Bwoggers reminisce about Columbia, creating a confusing yet hauntingly beautiful playlist.
Nature-needy Columbians have forever grumbled about the notoriously strict lawn control policies. The tarps descend like blankets of misery smothering our spirit, and the red flag, like an annoying museum docent, reminds you to only look, not touch. But as you may have noticed, the lawns emerged from hibernation much earlier than usual this year. And nearly […]
Well, easy come easy go. With just one day left before the end of the semester, the tarp-less streak has come to an end as the South Lawn waved the white flag of surrender. Before we could get a response from Facilities regarding their absence, several tipsters informed us that the tarps were brought out […]