The whole thing about being gay is, you can’t really do it alone. I can say I’m a lesbian until the day I die, but as long as I’m single, I’m just a girl with a questionable haircut and a carabiner on my (left) belt loop. And no day adds insult to this injury quite like Valentine’s Day.
Not sure if it’s time to let go of that class? Unsure of which class to drop in particular? Don’t worry, we’ve been there. We’ve got you covered with the five signs it's absolutely time to drop that one class from your crimson cart and use your time at Havard to do what brings you joy (and not awkward run-ins with your ex-situationships).
This winter, you don’t have to hibernate in your dorm. For those of us who still have a few days left on campus, there are so many ways to embrace the season with outdoor adventures to cherish the chilly weather and indoor activities to get cozy and festive.
To answer the question every Harvard student wants to know: Is Lamont better than Cabot? The answer: yes! If you’re looking for a place to study until the sun rises, Lamont is the place for you. The couches are comfy (so you don’t need a sleeping bag or pillows to stay cozy), the lighting creates an ambiance, and there will always be another mysterious room for you to explore.
It creates a certain amount of cognitive dissonance when we find ourselves, at a hallowed institution, co-existing with vermin. But, in a way, it’s comforting to watch a rat frolic through a decrepit stone wall. Here’s why the rats of Harvard aren’t so bad after all.
This week, as the pre-Thanksgiving break assignments pile up and the sky fades into a daunting darkness before dinnertime, only one thing manages to pierce through the clouds of students’ burnout and exhaustion: a rowdy anticipation for the annual Harvard-Yale football game.
Let’s be real. You’ve been planning your outfit since the last Harvard-Yale. You’ve been prepping your Liquid IV. You’ve had the route planned. It’s pretty easy to slay the biggest game day of the year when you’re vibing at your beloved Yale Bowl — but what about when you’re wandering around Cambridge, lost and drunk out of your mind, and someone tells you to “Roll Tasty Basty”? Yeah, that’s what I thought. We’re here to help.
Harvard-Yale is happening this weekend. At Harvard. It’ll be a solid two days full of Jefe’s, muddy shoes, getting lost in Cambridge, touchdowns (hopefully), and “yuck fales”. Or so we think. Because the last time we had an actual Harvard Yale at Harvard was 2016. Between the stadium being under construction and a little global pandemic, it’s been a while since we’ve had a true Harvard-Yale experience on our home turf.
If you’ve had even one conversation with me, you know I’m not into sports. But from that one conversation you will also discern that I hate being left out. So, yes, you will find me in Allston’s pseudo-Colosseum on November 19. And if you, like me, don’t know what constitutes a touchdown nor why so many non-foot limbs are involved in football, read on for ways to not be mind-numbingly bored during our sporty storied tradition.