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...like somebody’s watching me.” Of course, everyone thinks that’s Michael Jackson’s song—no one’s watching Rockwell. But for those of us with some actual notoriety, the constant vigilance of the public can certainly be a problem. How can we have fun when our nightly shenanigans invariably turn into breakfast table gossip? Should you get up on that table? Should you make out with that girl who’s suddenly cute after 1 a.m.? For the first time ever, the answer to your...
Remember, this ratio is just a rule of thumb designed to keep you grounded when you can’t trust your first instinct about appropriate behavior. There are certain notable conditions under which calculating the Non-Sketchy ratio will not sufficiently lead to the best course of action. If you have one of those final club-hopping TFs, his presence at a party would make even a slurred sentence way too sketchy. Leave immediately. If you spot your crush across the room right as you begin to hop up on the keg to perform the gargoyle, do a leapfrog...
...thing is certain: the day Hong dropped his violin and picked up a bike was a bright day for cycling indeed...
...experience addict. Many have said that since randomization went into effect, the Houses no longer each have a distinct character. If you are inclined to believe this, then perhaps you haven’t lived in three of them. Looking back, each House felt in a certain sense like going to a separate school—the differences were that noticeable. People often point out that I will have missed out on a core element of the Harvard experience—that of fully embracing one’s House community. But in reality, I think...
...begins his lecture at 10:07 a.m., he abandons the podium, choosing instead to pace in a slow, deliberate loop around the lectern. He speaks with the kind of proper British accent that makes Anglophiles swoon. As he makes an argument about the French Revolution, his throat wraps around certain words with a silky aggression that he punctuates by cocking an eyebrow or gesturing with his left hand, index finger and thumb closed into an “o” around a stub of chalk. His words are actually improvised. His paper schedule book, full of cross-country speaking...