Word: rightnesses
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...arrive in Cambridge, compile a list of things that you have done or that your family owns that are sure to impress anybody. A subdivision of this is Intellectual One-Upmanship. If your new roommate has read all of Proust's A La Recherche du Temps Perdu, come right back at him with your A.P. scores (fours are dull), or your knowledge of physical chemistry. Lying is permissable, because no one will ever know the difference if you can effectively fake it. Make pronouncements about everything. Wear a lot of preppie clothes; LaCoste shirts and khaki pants are recommended. Topsiders...
...through Freshman Week without pain or loss of all-important style points. If you want to enjoy your week, do it this way. Arrive a little bit late, at the risk of being stuck with the living room or the misfit in your rooming group. Yeah, that's right, the 400-pound sumo wrestler from East Schneck who listens to opera real loud, and picks his nose...
...black, and leaves few officials with overwhelming areas of responsibility, makes it almost impossible for students--especially freshmen--to know where to go when they have complaints or questions. The absence of any full-fledged, respected student government that can both collect student opinions and send them into the right office so that they can't be ignored only makes things worse...
Rosovsky's right-hand man--Ariel to his Prospero, to cast them benignly--is John B. FoxJr. '59, dean of Harvard College. It's Fox's job to implement Faculty policies in the College; since a stir over his housing plan three years ago, he's managed to do so while keeping a pretty low profile among students--despite his 6 ft. 8 in. height. Fox is the final arbiter of policies affecting undergraduate life--everything from how expensive your breakfast is to how spacious your suite is. Fox also wears another hat as chairman of the Administrative Board. Harvard...
Sick as I was then, I was soon to be sicker. Exhausted after my first exam and facing two more in the next two days, I took a No-Doz to stay awake and study. I stayed awake all right, and began hyperventilating around 5 a.m., when I realized that I would never get to sleep. Terrified, I woke up my proctor, who sleepily told me to go the the infirmary. "That's okay. Good luck." SLAM...