Early thoughts of thesis work overwhelmed me. It was my junior year at Parsons, and I needed excitement, an escape. That’s where Z came in. His dirty blonde hair and sky blue eyes offered exactly what I needed.
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There is a price to pay for the coveted college acceptance letter: years of preparation and countless nights dedicated to filling out the extremely long and detailed Common Application.
Last week a student in his senior year noticed me in the Lang Café. He walked over to my table away from the lunch sounds of hurried eating and loud conversation. He seemed eager to chat. “If you have some time, sit down and join me.” He took one of the empty chairs and settled in. I was glad he did for [...]
Firstly, an apology is in order. In the weeks since it was published, the previous column in this series has elicited a considerable response from the student community at The New School. Like its two preceding entries, “The Trappings of Cultural Sophistication (Or, Why I’ve Sworn Off Hipster Girls)” was intended as a satire on the realities of finding romance [...]
Tuesday night had become a fixed habit. Promptly at 9 pm in the Barnes & Noble café I was sitting opposite Carlo. He had arrived earlier and reserved a table away from the caffeinated noise.
The Revolution Will be Televised: How the Internet has transformed the TV Thing First, a brief biographical note that will make me seem tragically old and hopelessly unsexy: I was born on the night the last episode of “M*A*S*H” aired. Setting a pattern that would continue until today, I was behind schedule and not born until 12:05 on March 1st, [...]
Not long ago, I spent a pleasant evening in the East Village with a lovely young woman who I’d known, in one capacity or another, for several years. We had hung out only infrequently over the course of that time, and though our relationship was platonic, there was always a chemistry between us that (at least in my estimation) [...]
The Brooklyn Lager was flowing and the tequila shots were being thrown back at Greenwich Treehouse on a mild spring evening. Several journalistic colleagues and I were celebrating the end of an academic year that would see our publication win two national awards, holding nothing back in our jubilation. Suddenly, my Blackberry vibrated; I looked down and saw her name [...]
I had not met Selina for weeks. It was odd since she lived one floor above me. Our synchronized work day meant we often found ourselves in the elevator going down to the lobby. She caught my eye because she had determined to dress stylishly even when shopping at the local deli. I recognized her at a distance. Her palette [...]
As a man in his late twenties, I am an outlier, at least when it comes to videogames, a subject many of my peers will happily stop their lives to play (or wait in really long lines for midnight releases). I have a PlayStation 3 console, which I use for its superlative Blu-ray player (all the better to watch the [...]