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...just as you’re about to board your pimp ship to Park Street, you stop mid-step and realize??€”you don’t have anyone to text. You don’t go to clubs. You don’t even go into Boston. Enter InstantNightlife.com...
...terms on your study guide because you haven’t gone to lecture since the midterm. A semester’s worth of books, in pristine condition, tower around you in tall, menacing stacks. There are less than 24 hours until your exam begins and you realize??€”as the nonchalance of reading period crashes and burns around you—that you have learned absolutely nothing all term. You are an utter failure...
...they want to fit in. Imagine yourself, a Republican, at an Institute of Politics Director’s Dinner. Shirley Temple in hand, you prattle on with a state representative’s chief of staff. As he gushes about Governor Deval L. Patrick ’78, you realize??€”surprise, surprise—he’s a Democrat. Do you tell him you think Patrick’s speeches sound as corny as a 1950’s jingle? No, you just smile and nod—no reason to rock the boat, you think...
...What Thomas Stephenson Family Coach for Harvard Football Tim Murphy doesn’t realize??€”indeed, what the Thomas Stephenson family doesn’t even realize??€”is just how good Polhemus is. There is a schoolyard quality to his game that stems from a renegade attitude and an aversion to quarterback orthodoxy. Against a Harvard defense that must blitz constantly to cover up its atrocious secondary (111th in pass defense out of 116 teams in division I-AA), things will inevitably break down. When they do, Polhemus will elude the rush unlike any quarterback Harvard...
...ghost for a day before reconnecting at T-Mobile. For those few pre-millennium hours, the world is a little less imposing. For a second, we are relieved of the obligation to be accounted for at every moment, to be responsive to everyone.It is during these hours that I realize??€”all too often, in my case—that it can be nice to take refuge in my own solitude. Uninterrupted by the pressure of constant phone-checking or e-mailing, we are forced to breathe and think and rest. As it stands, it seems unnatural to want...