Kwasi Enin, a 17-year-old from Long Island, has a whole lot of options for his college career. This time of year usually brings handwringing for high school students as decision letters from universities roll in, but not for Enin. He was accepted to all eight schools in the Ivy League and now has his pick between Brown, Dartmouth, Harvard, Princeton, Columbia, Cornell, Yale and Penn.
Enin intends to become a doctor one day and would also like to study music. He ranks 11th in his high school class and scored a 2250 on his SAT. He’s taken 11 AP classes and volunteers at a local hospital. He even finds time to sing in his school’s a cappella group! The first-generation Ghanaian’s parents are both nurses, and Enin says financial aid will be key in helping him decide where to enroll — he has until May 1 to choose a school. Keep reading »
Cornell University might have just earned itself a prominent place in my higher education fantasies, thanks to some lush new lawns they installed … in the library. Two different libraries, to be exact, plus three other locations around campus, were equipped with real patches of grass to help students get a taste of nature and relieve stress while they studied for finals. The project was dreamed up by recent graduate Gilad Meron, who based the idea on Attention Restoration Theory, “which says that direct exposure to nature, viewing nature through windows, and even viewing images of nature are restorative.” Bringing nature inside seemed like an obvious next step, and as an added bonus, it allows students to sit in the grass and read without getting beaned in the head by a dudebrah’s frisbee. Bliss! [Neatorama]
The New York Times‘ Style Section inhabits a parallel universe in which wearing dresses during the hot summer months spawns a “trend piece.” For what’s supposed to be the most stylish, fashionable section of the newspaper, they’re delightfully behind the times on, oh, everything. So it is with an ugh in my chest that I read how they’ve turned their keen eye to what College Kids These Days are up to, namely checking into bars on FourSquare.
The Times checked in with several private colleges around the country with vibrant drinking scenes to find out what their most obnoxious upper-middle-class undergrads are doing. No ramen noodles here! The piece introduces us to a 21-year-old woman “fiddling with her orange Hermés bracelet” at a Cornell bar, female Gettysburg students who pregame with champagne, and ladies who order outfits off Rent The Runway because posting pics on Facebook and Twitter “makes wearing anything more than twice taboo.” I’m sorry, but who are these people? The real life cast of “Gossip Girl”? I remember free pizza at campus events being the goddamn highlight of the week. [For me, it was $3 pitcher night at the Avenue dive bar in "downtown" Santa Cruz. -- Editor] Keep reading »
By now you may have read about the outrageously delish sartorial demands sorority girls rushing Pi Phi at Cornell must contend with. In a world where LiLo-style jeggings are fully wrong, but Audrey Hepburn staple capri pants are not, we don’t wanna be right. We too have gotten our hands on this astounding tome. But the devil is truly in the details. Let’s take a look at the section called, “HAIR, MAKEUP & HANDS,” with the subtitle: “MY FAVORITE. These are life lessons so read carefully.”
Oh, in that case, we’re just gonna let the document speak for itself. Keep reading »
Who among us hasn’t had some explaining to do after sending a sexy email to the wrong person? Most of the time your unlucky recipient laughs it off and everything’s cool. But that’s not what happened to John, Lisa and everyone at Cornell University who now (accidentally!) knows about their affair.
John is a married tech guy at Cornell. Lisa is his married mistress at the Cornell Business School. And at 2 p.m. on Friday afternoon, when John accidentally included another email address on a reply back to Lisa, everyone at Cornell received a sexy, sexy email exchange that the pair had been writing back-and-forth since 8:30 a.m. By 3 o’clock, the whole dirty email exchange was posted online and now the whole world knows what kind of panties Lisa wore on Friday … and much more. I wish I could feel bad for these people, but haven’t they ever heard of iChat?
After the jump, the dirtiest, most cringe-worthy bits from John and Lisa’s email blunder: Keep reading »