It’s no secret that being in college is hard, and sometimes the emotional pressure to succeed, get good grades and stop being a theater major because your dad says it’s a bad idea can get to you. Thanks, dad. When that happens, sometimes you just need a good cry.
Fortunately, we here at The Scribe are qualified to help you out with this, because we collectively have a lot of issues. Most of the following images were contributed by other Scribe members. I took this opportunity to open submissions for all staff, not just photographers, because we all deserve a chance to try a new art form.
Having said that, there is a reason not everyone on staff is a photographer, which I think will become clear as you look through the following pictures. We hope that these spaces will provide you with some novelty in your emotional breakdowns.
Also, I will not be crediting each image with its photographer, because I don’t feel like going back through them all again.
“The Baseline”
Bathroom in Dwire. Enough stalls that you can space yourself out from other people. Austere looking doors, for Aesthetic. Plain and unwelcoming enough that you can pretend you’re in a drama as makeup runs down your face. 3.5/5 stars.
“The Upgrade”
Bathroom in Columbine. A little newer and nicer. Slightly more welcoming. 4/5 stars.
“The Cleanse”
What better way to drown your feelings than to literally drown them as you soak your sadness away in a bathtub? 3/5 stars.
“The Cleanse for sane people”
Baths are all well and good if you enjoy sitting in your own dirt after you wash it off. Take a shower, cowards. 4/5 stars.
“The Chasm”
If you cry in a parking garage, you get edgy points as you listen to your sobs echo on the walls. A little sketchy, though. I want to encourage safety. 2.5/5 stars.
“The Nifty Shrifty Mobile Crying Station 5000”
Cars are just sadness capsules. 4/5 stars.
“The View (not the one with Joy Behar and Whoopi Goldberg)”
I took this from a cement block up on Rattlesnake Hill behind the University Center. Lovely view. The only downside to this is that you can’t have it, because it’s my cement block. Go get your own. 5/5 stars.
“A Tree Grows in Alpine”
Taken behind Cucharras. Points off though, because I took this picture in September and the tree doesn’t look as pretty right now. Less atmospheric. 2/5 stars.
“The Place of Forgotten Things”
The VAPA prop storage at the Cybersecurity Building on N Nevada Ave. Very creepy, lots of furniture, a ventriloquist dummy if you want to pretend you’re in a horror movie and they let me draw a monkey on the wall with chalk. They probably don’t just let people in, though, so points off for restricting me. 3.5/5 stars.
“The Panic Room”
Taken under a conference table during a Scribe meeting. A little disrespectful in the middle of the conversation, but props for honesty, because we all want to crawl under the table during those meetings. Please don’t fire me, Annika. 3/5 stars.
“Group”
These guys look like nerds. Wanna cry in front of a bunch of nerds? I don’t think so. 1/5 stars.
“The Tower”
Good for brooding and contemplating destiny. Very dramatic locale. Try to go up there during one of the rainstorms we never have for extra adrenaline, especially if there’s lightning. I have stopped caring about safety. 4/5 stars.
(Image courtesy of flickr.com)
“A Trash Can in New York”
Please treat yourself to one of the most New York photos I’ve ever seen. Trash cans are also great to cry in if you have low self-esteem and a dark sense of humor. Points off for travel fare. 3/5 stars.
“Let them eat cake”
A baroque masterpiece of a room at the Met Museum in New York. Very pretty, but I have this nagging feeling that they yell at you if you step on the carpet. Also, you’re too poor to be in there. 3.5/5 stars.
“My House”
Not for you. Just for me. Go away. Kate drew a map of Middle Earth on top. 11/5 stars.
