Attachment to the Big Apple hard to forget
Mar. 29, 2012I learned a lot during my visit to some media outlets in New York City (because I’m a journalism student), and here’s what I’d like to share with you.
I learned a lot during my visit to some media outlets in New York City (because I’m a journalism student), and here’s what I’d like to share with you.
“Wow, so great the break is coming!” — my fellow master’s student Betty was seriously happy — “I would go on vacation in Sicily!”
Every spring starts out the same. As the quarter begins, students buzz about the anticipation of sunshine and heat, the exciting transition from UGG boots to flip-flops and getting fit.
There is a big difference between knowledge and intelligence.
I don’t like how male condoms feel. Is it weird if I carry around female condoms
That low hum while driving, that painful jolt on your butt while biking, that awkward laugh when you trip in public — all brought to you by a simple brick. Bricks are more than just building blocks; they are what Athens is made of.
Ninety minutes before tipoff, there was no line at the Ohio ticket window at Edward Jones Dome.
Breaking up is hard to do. The relationship may be over, but you still have the memories … and the photographs.
Thirty minutes, 4 days, 20 million people, Kony 2012.
With the quarter almost over, I was saying some small goodbyes to the teachers and students I had met in my Religious Beliefs class and discussed briefly whether a few of us atheists thought morality is socially constructed or if it is evolutionary (the usual conversation piece).
Ah, March — the time for squirrels, baby bunnies, green grass and drunken Irishmen.
I believe in good people.
For years, there has been an obvious discrepancy between men’s and women’s rights. There were laws prohibiting women’s voting, right to education, legal rights and other such atrocities, but I wonder if now the pendulum of equality has crossed — once more — beyond the center divide.
Your mom listens to Josh Groban.
Last week, a friend of mine got a knife pulled on him.
We all consume sugar regularly and enjoy feasting on the nicknamed “empty calories.”
Winter Quarter has finally come to an end. Yet for some reason I have some of the lowest grades I’ve had in years. But granted, I’m not literally failing every class, I was inspired to take a closer look at the classes I’ve been sitting in for the past 10 weeks. Guess how many actually pertained to my major? One.
Well, it finally reached above 50 degrees last week and consistently poured rain.
This week, I was going to write about the primaries in Michigan and Arizona. But then I figured, if I’ve stopped caring about this primary season, then you know the season has gone far too long.
If you read last week’s column, you’ll remember what has been going on in my family lately.