If I know one thing for sure, it’s that my friends love each other. And it’s not because we’re sad to see each other graduate, or because we’ve promised to stay in touch afterward. No, it’s not because one too many of us have fallen into bed with another or because I know that I’ll...
I never thought of myself as one of those girls who got along with girls. But as the last days of my college career quickly burn out, I’m beginning to realize the joke’s on me. Not only do I find myself often surrounded by other females, but these females are also some of the people...
Welcome back, kids. It’s time for our last hurrah. The much-anticipated spring break has come and gone, and now we return to Binghamton, some of us with golden tans, some with leftover matzo ball soup. But what we all have in common is the knowledge that the spring 2012 semester is quickly coming to a...
Tim Tebow to the Jets? Whoop-dee-fucking-doo. Now I suppose New Yorkers will either love or hate this self-proclaimed Jesus worshiper who prays to God for victory — you know, just in case the guy upstairs has finally decided to ignore the NFL’s craziest Christian zealot. Thankfully I’m a Giants fan. Go Big Blue! But I...
It’s tanning weather in sunny Binghamton, but instead of laying out and enjoying the first taste of spring, I’m sitting here writing this column. Fucking commitments. Seriously, I’m so bad at making commitments. Often my reply to a question is “maybe” or “possibly,” and even if you get the occasional emphatic “hells yeah,” it doesn’t...
After almost four years at Binghamton University, I can proudly look back on the time I spent here and feel like I’ve matured, become more open-minded, learned more about the world and … regressed? Recently I’ve found myself reconnecting with friends I thought I’d left behind after my freshman year, not because we decided to...
There is no chance in Hell I’m walking at an 8 a.m. Commencement. In fact, I didn’t even know when graduation ceremonies are held — until my half-crazed mother quizzed me yesterday about why I haven’t made a reservation for dinner yet, and if I was sure that I get six tickets for graduation. No,...
Our dear Pipe Dream has repeatedly been home to content concerning what is and is not suitable for a female to wear, whether it is in an effort to increase rape awareness or merely some guidelines about what is appropriate to wear to class. I myself am guilty. But how much right do we really...
Spring 2012 is looming closer and B-Line is filling my inbox with information about registration dates and deadlines. Time to get down to business. Registration for this spring is going to hold a certain bittersweet quality for me; it will be my final class registration at Binghamton University. The stress of making sure I take...
Happy October, everyone! OK, maybe not so happy. Past us are the easy September days of reviewing syllabi in class and simply filling in our planners with those far-off due dates of papers and presentations. Past us are the days when we could give a lazy wave of the hand and say, “Oh, I know...
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