When I first met Wolfgang, who sells second-hand books on second-hand tables outside the Humboldt University in Berlin, he was matted and cross.
When you grow up 16 months younger than your brother, competition and emulation naturally ensue from an early age.
Robert S. Samuels '14
Alexander J.B. Wells '13-14
That brought me to The Color Diet, something that I could at least camouflage as healthy. The Color Diet claims to introduce more vitamins into your meals by eating only one color a day. To prepare, I decided to eat a mix of every colored Starburst the night before.
I try not to drop the T-bomb if I can help it. I get on just fine by saying I have three siblings and letting people’s polite interest in my past be satisfied. Months or even years later, it’ll slip in by accident. People who think they know me inside and out discover that I am an entirely different personn—that they’ve never known the real me. At least, you’d think so based on their reaction when I say, “Yeah, I was skyping the other night with my twin—oh shit.”
I’m not sure when it first hit me, but it was around the time I discovered someone’s shit lying in the hallway outside my room: Shanghai’s a mess.
Amy Weiss-Meyer '15.
One Wednesday morning roughly halfway through my time in Paris, at what should have been the endpoint of your average laundry cycle, I went to open the washing machine and found I could not.
Pulled over on the side of the road in my mom’s minivan, I felt like a more pathetic but less impregnated version of Juno. “Mom, I just can’t do this,” I choked out into my phone, tears streaming down my face.
Ariana M. Albanese: endpaper.
Jessica Salley '14: Endpaper
When I first boarded the plane to Boston, I knew that I had left the Taylor Swift Girls behind in Covington forever. But in the three years since I defected from the suburbs, a dark reality has begun to creep its way out of the depths of my soul and make itself known.
Endpaper: Julia Ostmann