Written by: Gillianne Ross

Art by: Grace Monahan

My first interaction with Chivomengro was Jess Schultz, a previous Editor in Chief, leaping up from a table at Admitted Students day when she overheard me saying that I wanted to “edit things.” As someone who has passionately detested science and math since the day of my conception, I was all too happy to accept the opportunity to work for an angsty chaotic publication in college. Another bonus was being able to tell my mean as fuck high school advisor about the opportunity as well. *side note, suck it shit-hole teachers who told me it was irresponsible to not go into STEM—I’m successful, haha* 

After reading The Most Interesting Asshole in the World in the middle of my senior physics class, I knew Chiv would be my home during college. If you don’t already know, I’m a pretty quirky person. I don’t go to parties. I don’t do cool things like skateboard or tag shit. No, I sit watching CNN decade documentaries (produced by the best man alive: Tom Hanks) while knitting face cloths or making soap like a grandmother. A fun fact about me: when I was a kid, I wanted to be an inventor for Dyson. Also, I’d randomly dig holes around my yard. Actual holes, all over; I was a human mole. Oh, and I really like the Titanic, as in the boat. So that’s me—I’m weird and I like it and if you don’t, that is sad for you.

Anyway… Chiv has gone through a lot of changes in the past six months. Our old masthead graduated, and the new one picked up where the old one left off. Then we came back from summer and changed up our website because we’re cool and know how to use computers. Our lovely Cat Butrick is now off living her best life in Spain, and I’m now the new Editor in Chief *cue the stress and caffeine sweats.*

The moral of this story, or rant really, is that Chiv is still rad and always will be. We now have stickers so come find us if you want to be cool too. I will be drinking endless cups of coffee and interjecting random facts that nobody cares about into conversations if anyone needs me. 

P.S. Did you know that the Titanic sank with 1.5 tons of garlic on board, and that Buglers called first-class passengers to dinner by playing “The Roast Beef of Old England.”