Word: awkwardnesses
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Haven’t played spin the bottle since middle school? Well, you were still out of luck if you attended Drug and Alcohol Peer Advisers’ (DAPA) “Spin the Bottle”, which featured awkward discussions about drinking rather than awkward making out. The event, held in Sever Hall, addressed alcohol in the media and its impact on college students. After grabbing a piece of cake and a drink in a DAPA-approved Solo cup, FM sat down to watch clips from classics like “10 Things I Hate About...
...like high school, seeing lots of kids who didn’t know each other trying to dance,” said Kylie S. Gleason, a Boston high school senior, about a blacklight party in Adams House dining hall on Friday night. “Everyone was so awkward.” The party, which was hosted by the Latino Men’s Collective and Fuerza Latina, was originally called “Barely Legal” but was stripped of its name when administrators got wind of it. Despite these uncomfortable encounters, many prefrosh said they felt that...
...these kids is not remotely surprising.By “discovering” children, Iris Burton knowingly halted their natural development and sent them down a path that was almost guaranteed to lead them astray. Baby-blue eyes and cutesy, high-pitched jokes are almost inevitably replaced with pocked skin, awkward limbs, and bad onscreen chemistry. Children grow up, and their star power rarely lasts. But when the meat turns cold and heads for the B-list, Iris is still sitting at the high table, waiting for another helping of Kobe beef.The Times’ article quotes River Phoenix?...
...those awkward occasions when he is asked about his nation's currency, President George W. Bush has a simple response. "We believe in a strong-dollar policy," he'll say--or words to that effect. For his Treasury Secretary, Hank Paulson, the mantra is, "A strong dollar is in our nation's interest...
...white wall, and as the night progressed, the negative space between their profiles shrank and shrank again. Beneath them, on the dance floor, the tipsy teetered on their high heels and clung to their partners’ shoulders. Like so many Harvard encounters, the dancing was ever so slightly awkward and forced, as if these students who had just celebrated their 21st birthdays were play-acting themselves in 30 years, when they would be grinning at younger dancing partners, having again consumed (and spilled) one too many glasses of wine. With her bleached hair and fearsome tan, one dancer looked...