To put it bluntly, Stanford is big, a characteristic Roxy usually appreciates (both in academic institutions and in men). When it comes to finding new hookups, there are plenty of options, but, like the female orgasm, they can be elusive (or so Roxy hears…she has little trouble with either). Fortunately for you, Roxy has developed a finely honed list of the best locations to meet your next mate.
In a February article that appeared in GQ ominously titled “The Day the Movies Died,” eminent film-writer Mark Harris dubbed 2011 the year of sequels, prequels, reboots, adaptations and endless permutations of the above. Not that any of these are inherently problematic, but when studios repeatedly churn them out instead of coming up with something new to show us, well, it’s frustrating to say the least. Despite Mr. Harris’ dismal movie forecast, 2011 had its share of standouts, with even a few more still to come.
I have had epic crushes. These crushes of mine, as many girls might know, were characterized by a disproportionate amount of time spent thinking about a particular boy. All of these epochal crushes resulted, sooner or later, in the boy discovering the dramatic secret. But they were never informed through the grapevine, oh no. Rather, the messenger was me, face-to-face and heart all aflutter every time.
Whether or not we like the numbers, time is exact. It coordinates global markets, unravels histories and guides social schedules. It predicts what people halfway around the globe are doing at any given moment and might be one of the smallest binders of the most people at once. Time keeps us on track with the world, so most of us get on track early on.
It may be true that all you need is love. Still, your typical elite university would probably argue that you need a little (or a lot) of math, chemistry and philosophy thrown in as well. Dominique Youkhehpaz ’11 learned this lesson the hard way when she applied to major in love through the Individually Designed Major program.