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November 2010

MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE: ANTI-DEPRESSION MEDICATION

Of course it was and always has been chemical: the inability to crawl out of bed in the morning, the inexplicable rage and midnight sobbing. Every outburst, every crippled friendship, all of it.

WE KNOW HOW IT ENDS: A REVIEW OF HP7 PT.1

Let’s be honest: If you’ve seen (or are planning to see) Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 1, you probably already know what’s going to happen. But, unlike its predecessors, this story works truly well on film.

NVC ADVISES: TOO SENSITIVE FOR THE INTERNET

Dear NVC, I’m a blogger who finds it nearly impossible to ignore the vicious comments that online writing can generate. I love when commenters provide feedback and criticism that enhances my writing, but struggle with not taking the super mean shit personally. So NVC, you write on the Internet–how do you deal with the overly [...]

JUST A DIVORCE

Growing up, my family life often felt like a Cold War deadlock.

NOT WHAT I SIGNED UP FOR: THE HIGH PRICE OF STUDENT LOANS

I didn’t know what a co-signer was, I didn’t contextually understand interest rates or grants or credit. I just knew I was supposed to go to college, and the only way to do it was loans. So that’s what I did.

AN AMBIVALENT LOVE LETTER TO SUFJAN STEVENS

Dear Sufjan — You put on a hell of a show tonight, you really did.

PITTING PRIVACY AGAINST STRATEGY

Many of us millennial-types have given up pushing back against the flow of information available about us online (if we ever fought it at all). Millennials are taking advantage of the existing, inevitable trend towards the networked, public identity by ensuring it is a consciously and deliberately shaped one.

THE ELUSIVE MILLENNIAL FEMINIST

Feminism is for everybody. -bell hooks I recently asked a few of my friends what they thought of feminism. Do you a consider yourself a feminist? E, age 20: No. J, 20: Absolutely not. A, 21: I consider myself a post-feminist. B, 22: I guess if you had to put a name on it it [...]

LIVEJOURNAL OBITUARIES

In which we pay tribute to the death of our tween blogs.

LETTERS FROM A YOUNG SOLDIER: PART TWO

This is the second installment in a series on the personal experiences of a young man who came of age in the United States Army. The writer, who wishes to remain anonymous, grew up in a military family in Pennsylvania and joined the Army when he was 17 years old. After serving a tour of duty in Afghanistan, he is currently re-adjusting to civilian life.