Norah Rami

1 month ago | 34st.com | Norah Rami

Morgan Faist (C ’25) walked into her lab on Monday, March 31. Since last fall, Morgan had been discussing a job offer with her research lab to join them after graduation in a full–time position as a lab technician. A pre–medical student studying health and societies, she was enamored by the work of her lab and excited for the opportunity to further explore academic research—though it was a pivot from her childhood dream of becoming a doctor.

2 months ago | 34st.com | Norah Rami

“Mommy pays,” insists Natalia Castillo (C '25), picking up the bill for the two of us at Abyssinia—before sheepishly asking me to calculate the tip. For the past year, Natalia has dutifully played the role of Street’s mother. She has stayed up till 4 a.m. to finalize the Dining Guide, stood out in the cold forcing issues of Street into the hands of reluctant readers, and even faced off against a booing crowd at Smokes for a Street launch event.

2 months ago | 34st.com | Norah Rami

It’s sacrilege to spend the first day of spring inside, when the weather finally hits 70 degrees and you can leave the house without a puffer. At least, that’s what I told myself after deciding to skip my 10:15 a.m. class to sit on the green by Franklin Field to photosynthesize with my friends and pretend to do work—even though my computer was completely dead. The other day, it suddenly struck me that eventually, I will have to work a big girl job in an office and sit inside at a desk.

Feb 4, 2025 | 34st.com | Vivian Yao |Norah Rami

“Weeeeelcome to Philly, the best blue collar fighting city in the world,” the announcer’s voice echoes across Wells Fargo Center. We were just two of the 17,762 fans in attendance on Jan. 25 for Knucklemania V, Pennsylvania’s first ever state–sanctioned Bare Knuckle Fighting Championship. The crowd’s attention was fixed on the square circle at the end of a catwalk—where 24 fighters would soon emerge and take their turns performing dances of violence in front of spectators thirsty for blood.

Dec 4, 2024 | 34st.com | Norah Rami

I didn’t realize how little I knew about football until I was thrown into the media box at the Bucknell vs. Penn game. It’s not that I dislike football. It’s more so that I have the tendency to get distracted by everything but the game. My high school football team was pretty much categorically atrocious, but still, my friends and I stood in the stands at nearly every loss, viewing the game as an excuse to gather and talk, naturally about everything except football.