Is technology killing romance? Back when our parents courted and dated, the extent of their communication was either phone calls, snail mail and in-person interaction. Now, we text, Google Chat, use Facebook and tweet. Does the convenience of social media and technology foster intimacy or lead to miscommunications, mixed messages and overanalyzing?

Being whipped to the point where it interferes with your daily life is undeniably a bad thing. If it gets to a point where you start bailing on friends to help your boyfriend’s grandmother pick out flowers for her garden, you definitely need to reevaluate a few things. But when it comes to a couple who occasionally bring each other dinner, or spend several hours thinking of the ideal gift for their significant other, maybe tagging them as whipped is a little harsh.

A couple weeks ago, I received a phone call from my buddy Anna at Dartmouth. I was a little surprised by the call—I expected her to greet me with her normally cheerful and upbeat voice. Instead, she screeched into the phone, “I’m going to kill Brian!”

It’s that time of year again—red leaves crunching under your shoes, the smell of cider in the air, football on TV, and college students all over the country getting dumped. That’s right kids—it’s almost Thanksgiving break, and that means only one thing: It’s Turkey Drop season.

We all have our own personal souvenirs—mine include a metal spaceship from a fourth-grade trip to the Smithsonian, a rock from the top of Mount Washington and a glittery Girl Scouts picture frame.

Apparently there is a trend on this campus that I was unaware of until yesterday. I was catching up with a group of friends at the Village for brunch, and in between pancakes, one of my friends raised her eyebrow and said, “Don’t tell anyone, but…I’m hooking up with my ex.”

During my freshman year, I fell head over heels for a boy I met just weeks before school ended. He was the total package: hilarious, down to earth and adorable. Even my friends loved him. Better still: He was single.

Some people have certain phrases that bug them. For example, many of my childhood teachers would always tell us that they hated the phrase “I can’t” or “I just don’t get this; I’m stupid.”