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Why the First Week Back Feels Like an Episode of Survivor
You’ve just returned from winter break, where you’ve enjoyed the comforts of home, maybe traveled, or simply binged every series Netflix had to offer. Now, you’re thrust back into the unforgiving terrain of Cambridge, and it’s survival of the fittest — or, at least, survival of the slightly better prepared. Much like the hit reality show Survivor, the first week back at Harvard is full of challenges, alliances, and the occasional blindside.
Survivor Cat After FWOC
Graphic for piece comparing the first week of classes to Survivor.
How To Live Without TikTok
If you’re still recovering from the temporary TikTok ban and feeling a bit put-off by the on-again-off-again nature of the app (it’s giving toxic situationship energy), we’ve got just the cure for you: a curated list of hobbies to entertain yourself that don’t involve swiping, liking, commenting, or reposting. Enjoy!
Winter Break, On Your Resume
If you’re too embarrassed to admit that you spent your winter break doing absolutely nothing to anyone who asks about your break (read: everyone, for some reason), we have the perfect piece of advice: pretend you’re putting your break on your resume.
Overheard on Spring 2025 FDOC
Alas, the first day of classes and chaos is over!! Jk, you all talk really loud, and we listen. Come check out some of our spring semester overheards!
Snowstorm in Tercentenary Theatre, plus Comic Sans
Students walking through the snow in Tercentenary Theater.
93 Hard: The Harvard Student’s Semester-Long Challenge
I’m sure we’ve all heard of the 75 Hard Challenge. It’s this quite unrealistic and often completely counterproductive 75-day process where you make yourself miserable on the off-chance of retaining better habits. With 93 days in this spring semester, I have formulated a super realistic plan of action to make this semester the best it can possibly be! Here’s Harvard’s own version of the 75 Hard Challenge: 93 Hard!
Flyby Investigates: Is Snowport Worth It?
In Boston, nothing says winter festivities better than the cookie-cutter Hallmark dreamscape bordering the Atlantic: Snowport Village. Snowport exists as the Boston legend of holiday cheer — just 40 minutes away on the Red and Green (festive!) lines, it promises rich, tangy hot cider, tempered-chocolate pianos, and kitschy bobbles of every holiday shape, color, and size. But beyond its Willy Wonka exterior, any visitor knows that each handcrafted stall and ornamental delicacy is bound to drain your wallet. So, are the wonders of Snowport worth the prolonged commute and colossal costs?