Bye Bye LB
Bye Bye LB Written by Lily Brown Guys, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but here it goes. I’M OFFICIALLY DONE BEING AN RA FOREVER! By the time this gets…
The Archive
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WTF Is A Student Connection (and Why Is It Knocking at Your Door)?
WTF Is A Student Connection (and Why Is It Knocking at Your Door)? Written by Lily Brown Knock knock. Who’s there? It’s RA Lily. RA Lily, who? Bestie… it’s April….
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Campus Resources Guaranteed to Make You Smile
Campus Resources Guaranteed to Make You Smile Written by Lily Brown TBH, this should have been one of the first posts I wrote about, but here we are. Hi! We’re…
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Spring Break Forever
Spring Break Forever Written by Lily Brown I really hate to say it (and especially hate having it in writing), but spring semester has always been my hardest semester. Which…
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(The) Office Hours
(The) office hours by lily brown If you’ve ever wondered what it’s like to be an RA (and no, this isn’t just a rerun of the seven previous blog posts…
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Project LB
Project LB Written by Lily Brown (Official RA Disclaimer: I am required to say here that I do not condone any parties that happen in any of the dorm buildings….
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Training Season
Training Season Written by Lily Brown RA-RA, ah-ah-ah. Roma-roma-ma. Gaga, ooh, la-la. Want your res ed life. RA Lily is so back, and happy 2026! You know how it goes….
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See You Next Year… Or Not!
See You Next Year… Or Not! Written by Lily Brown It’s timeeeee! That’s right. Winter break closing season has arrived, which means three things: You’re exhausted. I’m exhausted. Mariah Carey…
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This Could’ve Been an Email
This Could’ve Been An EMail written by Lily Brown If I had a dollar for every time a resident, coworker, professor, random person in the elevator, or even my own…
