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a.k.a why am I still here? Nobody likes finals week; it’s five days of cramming in all those Power-Points you pretended to take notes on…

Florence + the Machine’s music is known for knockout vocals and powerful drumbeats that transcends to any audience. Their latest album Ceremonials, released on Nov. 1, 2011, although catchy, lacks cohesiveness and at times sounds like a overwhelming mess of ambiguous instruments, underneath Florence Welch’s overpowering howl.

It’s easy to note the generational differences between students of today and their parents; going to college is harder, the job market is less than desirable and the prevalence of technology is inescapable. But we also differ from our parents in other ways.

Twenty-somethings turn away from religion and toward secular communities

Friends report concern after student buys retro Gameboy and aspires to become an astronaut

America’s education system: a shiny bubble-wrapped, predestined package that includes undergraduate and graduate studies. Then, the moment the diploma hits our palm, we break out of the box like a chick from a shell as we step out into the world to start the job search, and to start making our millions. It’s a good plan, a great one even. But what if we don’t know what we want to do?

I am a slave to social media.

Nothing excites me more than tweeting clever musings or seeing a scandalous break-up pop up in my Facebook mini-feed. I read Perez Hilton more times a day than the New York Times and my obsession with cat blogs borders on neurotic.

Students across the country are occupying today for tomorrow

During a summer at the New Hampshire State House, Ben Savard sorted through mail and emails sent to New Hampshire’s governor: concerns and thank yous were transcribed into concise messages, death threats were handled by someone of a higher authority and the weekly Pixar or Disney-themed postcards from a random Florida resident were put into an entirely separate file. The following summer at Florentine Films, Savard helped make a database of all the images ever used in a Ken Burns documentary, read over scripts and answered phones. And so was the life of an unpaid intern.