Ode to Pod Semester
Increasingly often, I’ve caught myself referencing the pod semester to the younger classes and then meeting blank stares. Only half the seniors today have first-hand experience, and I realize that the pod semester is no longer a thing that people have collectively internalized. As time passes, I am nervous that I, too, will slowly erase the pod semester from my own brain as well. The lives of those during the pod semester were never described in detail in The Tech, as we were busy living it, so I’d like to take this time to throw myself down memory lane and recollect bits and pieces of my experience with the pod semester just around three years ago today.
Shackles
Well, FML for digging myself a hole that makes it nearly impossible to find a path towards a better life for myself.
Passport
We're all just flesh and bones, but somehow, this particular body is not permitted to cross a border.
Rochambeau
The french onion soup arrived in a characteristic brown ceramic pot, with stretchy burnt cheese oozing on top.
A tour of Cambridge’s Thai food scene
A restaurant is more than the food it serves — it is also the ambiance that is inevitably served as another side dish.