Being Gregor-ious
By Lysa Chen | January 16, 2009Returning to Duke after a semester abroad comes with mixed feelings. No news there. On one hand, if you're like me, you're looking forward to catching up with old friends-the Chick-fil-A ladies,...
Returning to Duke after a semester abroad comes with mixed feelings. No news there. On one hand, if you're like me, you're looking forward to catching up with old friends-the Chick-fil-A ladies,...
When I was even shorter than I am now, I collected pre-Lincoln Memorial pennies, Pokemon cards and POGs. Now I collect prostitutes.
More than 40 million turkeys are slaughtered and sliced each year as we commemorate our forefathers' safe journey across the Atlantic Ocean, and those mothercluckers deserve it. (Hey, you try and...
Forgive me, father, for I have sinned. I have followed in your footsteps. On a winter weekend in the first grade, my mother flew across the country for a business trip, leaving my dad to watch me...
They lie, you know. In films and television shows set in this fine city of London, you always get that mini montage of the protagonist and his entourage teasing the guards at Buckingham Palace,...
By the time my parents divorced and at 8 years old, I'd gotten used to the idea of being an only child, and I liked it.
It is trying times like these that make people stressed and cantankerous. And it is when people are stressed and cantankerous that the Germans start wars.
Growing up, I had no desire to run around in parks, splash in puddles or make mud pies. I never even felt the urge to torture an ant or two with a magnifying glass (mostly because I was much too...
I have an addictive personality. By that I do not mean everyone I have ever met incessantly follows me around begging for more time in my presence.