The Bowdoin Orient

Have you ever wondered how that girl gets all the guys' attention or how that guy somehow manages to attract all the girls? If you're a part of this generation, then you are in one way or another familiar with "the game".

After being sidetracked by Spring Break's glamour and the Pub controversy, I'm finally back in my journalistic wheelhouse writing about sex. It's about time to revisit the enigmatic yet simple question: "What's your number?"

Being the journalistically acute sleuth that I am, and acting upon a stern warning from an editorial staff craving a juicy story about something relating to sexuality, I solemnly stomached my new assignment, boarded a plane, and stormed the beaches of Acapulco in search of that elusive blockbuster story.

Do you want to travel to a foreign country and not learn the language or culture? Do you not want to help others? Do you want to spend six months sculpting the perfect beach body only to see it ruined in a matter of days?

I partied in the rain at Pine Fest and weathered freezing temperatures on Halloween night in a bathrobe. I have trudged in the snow from Stowe Inn to Crackhouse at 1 a.m. just to see what was going on there. According to many of my peers, I have earned the title of an official party connoisseur at Bowdoin due to my dogged dedication to high fun levels and my keen acumen for predicting how a weekend will turn out here.

As a savvy Bowdoin vet, I know that nothing hurts a good semester more than the seasonal depression associated with the Maine winter.

Surprisingly, in one of the English language's most pretentious and long-winded works known notoriously as John Milton's "Paradise Lost," there lies a very valuable lesson.

I am writing this column at a sad and difficult time in my life. Robert Goulet, one of my role models and a defining personality of the entertainment industry, tragically passed away on October 30, 2007, at age 73.

In the spirit of Parents Weekend, I have decided to help parents understand what Facebook is, and why everyone, (yes, that means everyone here at Bowdoin), is so obsessed with it.

It has recently been brought to my attention that there is more to life than the meaningless hookups and the morally casual ideas advertised in my first two articles. College can also be a time to find that special someone who makes little, everyday things more meaningful. One could call this love. But don't worry?I'm not going to get all rosy on you just yet.

It has recently been brought to my attention that sex makes people uncomfortable. That is why I think it's necessary to take a look at the word "hookup."

When pondering what to write for my first Orient column, I figured the standard "10 tips for first years" would work nicely. You know, the good ol' "go to class, eat your vegetables, don't take Organic Chemistry, etc.," but then I realized that Bowdoin has an entire support staff dedicated to helping you lil' munchkins navigate the "large and terrifying" Bowdoin campus.