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...with which you lug your books from class to class. Totes are for preps and backpacks are for conformists; go with the sidestrap. Bonus points if you attach a pin that says “The sky is falling,” or something similarly melancholic. 3. Vintage t-shit, skinny jeans, and converses The staple outfit for any artsy student, these items can be purchased from a number of chain stores including American Apparel, Urban Outfitters, and H&M. Make sure to pretend you found the t-shirt while rummaging through your parents’ old stuff. Seeming authentic...

Author: By Ama R. Francis, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Six Ways to be Artsy | 12/11/2008 | See Source »

...there’s actual funny stuff happening in the world or because there’s loads more really, really sad stuff. Also, there’s that “Jizz in my Pants” video. 1. Caring: I literally could not give less of a shit right now. See you in the New Year! (Rodriguez out) —Nayeli E. Rodriguez is the outgoing Features Editor. She probably reads too many blogs...

Author: By Nayeli E. Rodriguez, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Top Five Things From The 1990s I'm Looking Forward to in '09 | 12/11/2008 | See Source »

...think your Commodore 64 is really neato? / What kind of chip you got in there, a Dorito?” If you can’t respect that, well, “You’re just about as useless as JPEGs to Helen Keller.” Shit son, he just went there. —Jeff W. Feldman is the incoming Music Editor. He ain’t never punched a tourist, even if he deserved...

Author: By Jeffrey W. Feldman, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Top Five 'Weird Al' Parodies That Are Better Than The Original | 12/11/2008 | See Source »

...immediately signed up for every house yoga program in a ten-block radius. I didn’t find her; yet somewhere between mastering the Perching Crane and Precocious Monkey, I realized that all I had earned for myself was a hernia and a totally new outlook on shit. I decided to drown my sorrows in that sweet elixir of forgetfulness: foam. As I entered Mather Lather, shower cap and lufa in hand, I caught a glimpse of her, a fleeting image that soon receded into the misty oblivion. I pursued her in vain, my hopes and dreams forming...

Author: By Daniel K Bilotti and Vincent M Chiappini, CONTRIBUTING WRITERSS | Title: Prestige and Mobility: Sex in Houghton | 12/10/2008 | See Source »

...mentioned that she’s got an incredible laugh. “She just doesn’t dig you,” Piper usually begins breezily, probably adjusting his pretentiously circular hipster spectacles. “Harvard girls think they’re the shit and she’s definitely just waiting around for some law school student to swipe her off her feet one night at Om.” “But she knows me,” his soft-spoken and probably much less alt friend Ben J. Gleeson...

Author: By Charles J. Wells, CRIMSON STAFF WRITERS | Title: True Tales of a Sinister Hipster | 12/3/2008 | See Source »

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