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On being ‘unsuc-sex-ful’

Surely bountiful romance and employment opportunities came in a neatly packaged bundle with our acceptance letters. Isn’t the true objective of institutionalized higher learning to meet our soulmates and prepare for a monotonous career full of shameless brags about our prestigious degrees? But as the hint of crisp fall leaves die and we begin to…

On keeping in touch

My best friend from home sends a Snapchat that flashes across the screen for three seconds: “We should FaceTime soon!” I tap the screen with my thumb a few times and quickly shoot back, “Yes! Definitely!” with the image of my excited face blown up behind the floating letters.  A week later, after she sends…

Off the social grid

At the beginning of the summer, I deleted my Instagram and Snapchat from my phone. Both of my accounts are technically still active, but I don’t check either on a regular basis (in fits of extreme boredom, I occasionally pull up Instagram on my computer, but otherwise ignore it). There was no sudden life change…

Uber: The other side to the iPhone diatribe?

“Those goddamn millennials” seems to be every adult’s favorite buzzword (and by adult, I mean a real adult, not us crazy college kids). We’re the excessively PC, reality-TV-obsessed, ill-informed, self-obsessed and, most of all, smartphone–addicted generation. “It’s sort of sad,” remarked one of my teachers during a break in class once, “how we all pull out our…