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...Good: Claire finally stands up for herself; Claire bitches about orgo; we see a shirtless guy reflected in the mirror of the coed bathroom...
...going to be hard to get through with only 20 percent effort. If the class’ name is whispered in hushed tones by those who have survived it, like “Stat 110” or “English 10a” or “Orgo,” there is probably no easy way out. You’ll just have to suck it up and put in 80 to 100 percent. Also, some classes shouldn’t be gamed—nearly all of our most rewarding academic experiences at Harvard came from...
...pretty much ranges from minimum to awkward to nonexistent, it's no secret that many still view Harvard as a breeding ground for legacy babies. Many female prospectives get starry-eyed just thinking about Harvard. And no, they aren’t dreaming of 4-years of HUDS eating, Orgo midterms, or beautiful New England weather. Instead, they're contemplating that ravishingly handsome Harvard boy who will whisk them away into a lifetime of I-Banking (insert financial crisis joke here), supported vacations in Monaco, stylish lofts on the Upper East side, a golden retriever, and 2.4 progeny, Harvard class...
...unshowered, unkempt, under-nourished kid, who’s been sitting in the same desk for the past week, writing his final paper—he doesn’t want to be there. Neither does that little Asian girl, who’s fallen asleep crying over her Orgo textbook (trust me). So, maybe they save their desks and make it slightly harder for you to find one, Mr. mid-afternoon-casual-Lamont-visitor. Take a step back and feel for your fellow Lamont-goer...not to say I wrote the textbook, but maybe some of us need...
...stay home. Oh, and the glamorous locales of these ragers? Pathetic. “Currier Fishbowl.” “Pfoho Dining Hall.” That’s right: you can party at the site of your last all-night cram session for that killer Orgo midterm. Good times. Plus, you get to dress up in costume for such inventive theme ideas as “the 80’s” and “the 90’s.” Of course, when the party inevitably dies at around midnight, you?...