Word: wayes
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Approach #5. The Lets's Be Obnoxious Approach. Drink a lot. Try without any style whatsoever to lose your virginity. Get into water fights with kids in the dorm across the way. Buy a lot of Roger Dean posters and put them up in your living room. Cut down your roommates. Throw up at least once. Alienate everyone while you have a good time...
Approach #6. The Cool-o-Matic Approach. This is it. Sashay your way 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...
...with you throughout the year. Massachusetts Hall--the Yard's oldest brick-and-ivy structure--houses the University administration. President Bok and his bevy of vice president oversee the College and all of the graduate schools, as well as all other University affiliates, from this unassuming perch. Across the way, in University Hall, more impressive and dominating by far, sits the College administration--the building's name is meant to confuse you. Here Dean of the Faculty of Arts and Sciences (FAS) Henry Rosovsky and his team make the decisions that will mold you life at Harvard, and the odds...
Probably one of the reasons you came to school in Cambridge is that you'd heard what a great college town Boston is and you thought of all the fascinating things to do there. A lot of undergraduates arriving at Harvard think that way but unfortunately never get farther than the bar at the Hong Kong. All roads lead to Harvard Square, or so the saying goes, but don't forget they go the other way...
After that, I stayed out of the room. I auditioned in vain for plays, trying to regain the cameraderie of my old theater group. But I got rejected again and again, and I finally took refuge in libraries, trying to study my way out of my depression and loneliness. In this morass, I clung to the one human and intellectual contact of that first semester: a freshman seminar on China taught by a man who honestly cared not only about our intellectual development, but also about our personal adjustments to Harvard...