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Why are people on this campus so afraid of being alone? And I'm not talking about fearing for their lives while walking through the woods at night. I'm talking about in broad daylight, standing in line waiting for a coffee.
According to last week's police report in The Collegian, an unknown offender stole two textbooks, valued at $432, from the bookstore. After reading the report, two thoughts instantly came to mind.
I was driving off campus last semester when I stopped at a traffic light adjacent to a panhandler. He held a sign that said, "Anything will help."
An anonymous University of Richmond student -- who could have been either male or female -- started a posting thread on College ACB with a description of tasks that men pledging a campus fraternity were required to do before being initiated. At 11:42 p.m. on Jan. 18, the person wrote:
Members of the Interfraternity Council met last week to discuss the repercussions brought about by the gossip website CollegeACB.com.
OK, I know that I wrote about Ring Dance for last week's wonderful edition of The Collegian, but to be honest, Ring Dance and Ring Dance-associated activities took up my entire weekend, so I'm going to just write about it again since I haven't been able to explore any other hot topic social questions like, where do all those missing socks and hair ties end up?
As seniors, my friends and I were upset that we faced the prospect of paying $2,295 a month between four people to live in an apartment that would have serious problems passing modern building codes. Instead of getting colossally ripped off by the university, the fiscally savvy among us opted to move off campus. We have since come to realize how much better off (as well as how much more smug) we really are.
We laugh at Snooki and her Jersey Shore posse as they dump three pounds of bronzer on their faces every time they go out. But are we laughing in disgust, or from experience? Honestly, I don't think these girls are much different from many today who would rather die than go pale. Even among those who are less extreme, bronzer is a key piece in most makeup bags and the tanning salon is at the top of most prom (and Ring Dance) to-do lists.
If you are like me, perhaps you are plotting that perfect spring break getaway to an exotic locale for some sun, fun and relaxation. But before you board that 747 make sure you chart your course to the following coordinates: well rested, well hydrated, satiated and remain active while cruising above the earth. These are the hallmarks to ensuring that you have a smooth and enjoyable flight.
"Dexter" is an amazing show. It's engaging, interesting, well shot, and Michael C. Hall is perfect as the title character, Dexter Morgan.
Some of the most irritating experiences that can occur in a classroom setting, in my experience, happen because of class participation policies.
Growing up, I didn't miss doctor's appointments.
I can feel the heat on my skin; a refreshing breeze is blowing all around me; the faint smell of coconut lingers as I soak up some rays.
I know what I want to do with my life because of Earth Lodge.
This new month signals a time for evaluation. It's a time to work on areas of weakness in preparation for an enhanced performance and product.
As sophomores, many of my friends were upset last year because they received high lottery numbers and thus were forced to live on the Richmond ("freshman") side of campus this year.
In a world of opposites -- hellos and goodbyes, cause and effect, life and death -- there is one pair of opposites that I think deserves special attention: you and everybody who isn't you.
In one of my classes this semester, the teacher showed us a PowerPoint that included a quotation containing the word "Negro." After she read it, she turned to the one black person in our class and said, "Sorry, (his name)."
On Jan. 9, 19 people were shot in Tucson, Ariz. Six people were killed, one of whom was federal Justice John Roll and one of whom was a nine-year-old girl named Christina Taylor.
I love myself and I hate myself, but my diet starts tomorrow.
