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...Pattinson and de Ravin are so lovely together. They are wounded cutie-pies and nice kids, and when they are making soft-lit love in Tyler's scummy apartment, you can almost forget your doubts over whether Tyler has ever washed his sheets or scrubbed his tub. You just want all the secrets to be revealed, the mean daddies to loosen up and everybody to go over to Lena Olin's brownstone for a nice organic dinner...
...does looking a few pounds lighter matter so much? We want to look and feel great at all times. We want our self-confidence to be really up there, and when you look in the mirror and you start to pick at your thighs and your calves and it starts to erode your self-esteem, that's not good. It's tougher than ever to hold on to your job these days. People are getting laid off left and right. I'm not saying that if you're overweight you are going to get laid off, but you know employers...
...comes to unbridled House pride. But to some degree, that seems to come from a belief that Lowellians have no need to prove how great their house is. Why make a video for housing day when it could always look silly—doesn’t everyone want to be in Lowell anyway...
...River Run. The Man has finally put his foot down. But listen, Committee on Student Life. My fellow 2013ers and I are here to tell you that this is an infringement on our God-given rights as students at a highly-selective university that generally gives us what we want. I mean, what am I supposed to do tonight? How will I ever get to know my eighth blockmate, the one whom I agreed to live with because he looks like a total bro in his Facebook profile picture? If we’re going to share a bathroom...
...matter. When it comes down to it, we freshmen will do what we want. We’re the Class of 2013—we’ve already been admitted to Stillman for alcohol-poisoning more than any other class to date! (Including the post-prohibition class of ’33.) The administration clearly cannot keep us from our self-harming and public-endangering revelry with the meager presence of “scary” state-troopers and a t-shirt slumber party that ends at midnight. If the Grinch stole Christmas, then Dean Dingman...