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...This type can be seen at many colleges but is most relevant at Harvard. After a few months in the Yard, students start unknowingly lowering their standards. Suddenly, the girl who never could get the attention of that stud hockey player in high school is hot shit, and she knows it. This new and powerful surge of confidence often goes straight to their heads, making them totally conceited and bitchy, when the hard (and ugly?) truth is that they’re only “pretty...for Harvard...
...freshman talent show will likely be the highlight of the day, where you’ll see your brilliant and talented classmates put on the (often spectacular but occasionally bizarre) performances that’ll probably define them for the foreseeable future. We’ve seen singers, beat-boxers, and even ventriloquists...
...first two months of college, many eager freshmen will want to meet their fellow Harvardians. As a result, the ’Berg becomes a sea of introductions. Don’t be surprised when a beaming guy you’ve never seen before plops down across from you and chants: “Hi! My name is Adam! I’m from Denver, Colorado! I live in Canaday D!” While it might seem trite, take advantage of these early weeks to meet and greet, and welcome those who do the same. Yes, knowing someone?...
...There’s generally no need to cater towards professional schools. From what we’ve seen and been told, this is unnecessary. To love your concentration and to do well in it is sufficient for medical schools, law schools, and business schools. Choosing a humanities concentration to go with your pre-med course load is insane but increasingly common. But if you love neurobiology and are pre-med, don’t feel the need to forsake the neurobio in order to differentiate yourself...
...enjoy snowball fights in the Yard. On many days, the wind rasps and howls, stopping you in your tracks on your way to a mug of hot chocolate in Annenberg. After the storm, Mass. Ave. becomes a moat of slush, the likes of which can only ever be seen on the ancient, misshapen streets of Cambridge. As the weather warms, the entire Yard sinks into a giant puddle of mud. Girls—unless you want to destroy every pair of shoes you own, bring a pair of galoshes...