The clock strikes 11:00 p.m. You’re in Rosenparty, the adderall is wearing off and you’ve resorted to looking at pictures of calzones. You wander into Mark’s–the sight of soggy, plastic-wrapped sandwiches almost kills your appetite–but not quite. Desperation is imminent. So what’s it gonna be, bb? We consulted our fanciest food astrologists, and now we have all the answers. Read on to find out what your late night study snack really says about you.
Anything from La Petite Creperie–You are that guy: the overeager kid at the 7th grade spring dance in the baby blue tux and bow tie, except that bow tie is covered in mozzarella and creamy feta, calling out “eat me!” in Salma Hayek’s voice–sorry, what were we saying? We can’t concentrate because we’re staring at your food. Read the rest of this entry »
Monkey see, monkey do. Here is the latest addition to the Penn-centric “whatshould___call___“ family: What should we call APES? The new tumblr was made in light of AEPi’s recent loss of university recognition. We’re all like, “OO-OO-OOO-AAA-AAA-AAA.”
‘What should we call APES?’ is actually nothing more than a collection of monkeys-doing-human-things videos (whoa, remember this movie?) with some snippy annotation. Must we remind everyone that as finals approaches, while it is very tempting to make tumblrs n blogs n shiz, the Penn community would appreciate diversity in distraction content. Have a lovely last day of classes!
Congratulations! This semester’s been a wild and crazy ride. We lost a few along the way, but we’ve got a lot to look forward to: the holiday season, Spring Fling and the end of the world in 2012. Hooray! Just as you head home to take a break from school, we’ll be taking a bit of a break over here at UTB. But don’t worry, we’ll still be posting, so continue to check back. And remember to keep tipping us with our handy tips box above or at our tips line: tips[at]underthebutton.com.
Have a great break and see you in 2012!
Whether you’re done with finals or not, there’s a good chance your brain is, on a scale from one to mush, at least a Bui’s Hangover Special. We feel you. And we want to help (as much as our even mushier brains can)! Though a spending binge at Urban Outfitters will easily cure the average Penn student’s mental breakdown, forgetting about finals requires a bit more distance–from both our lovely campus and that $20 pair of pre-ripped tights you would have otherwise purchased.
Open up your minds and your Google Calendars, because we’ve compiled a list of 10 different ways you can burst the Penn bubble this weekend. Ready? Are you sure? Don’t even think about taking notes.
#10: People watch in Rittenhouse. This harmless staring contest with strangers is free, unexpectedly entertaining and within walking distance of DR-Hell. Pro tip: Pick up a 40 from Allegro’s beforehand to truly enhance your experience.
You’re studying for finals in classes you currently can’t stand but were once optimistic about. So procrastinate by signing up for new and exciting classes to eventually hate and avoid studying for. Assuming you pick your classes based on advertising, here are some well publicized classes from which to choose:
The Doll (GRMN 273 / COML 276)
Which doll? That doll. It is teaching the class.
It’s your second all-nighter in a row and you’re kicking yourself in the face for putting all your work off this weekend while you blacked out at formal only to wake up in bed next to your little. You’ve lost track of time, every day has the dreaded feel of a Sunday night, and you’ve refreshed your Facebook newsfeed so often that wishing that rando NSO hookup a happy birthday is starting to seem like a good idea.
During today’s Econ 010 review session, the professor decided to utilize the overhead projector to go over some practice problems only to find out that the projector was marked with some econ-graffiti honoring everyone’s favorite economics professor.
Instead of figuring out a different way to go through the review, the session continued like there was no graffiti there. Who cares if you can’t study about profits, supply and demand, anyway? The lesson here kids is that the answer to everything econ-related is: Rebecca Stein.