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"It is no measure of health to be well-adjusted to a profoundly sick society." - J. Krishnamurti It's true what that "gamer-guy-who-has-more-video-games-than-friends" quote says: Sometimes the end gets you thinking about the beginning. If I consider the beginnings of this semester, every class, every return to Richmond after breaks at home, has functioned as a sort of nail.
Four years ago seems like forever. But in retrospect, they were right when they said it would fly by.
University of Richmond students participated in Campus Accessibility Day Wednesday and encouraged others to see the difficulties faced by people who use wheelchairs on campus. The students, who are in professor Kim Klinker's class on "Introduction to Geographic Information Systems," have been finishing an accessibility map of campus that was started during the fall.
This is in response to the article about the on-campus parking and the kiddies who were brilliant enough to reach $1,000 in fines.
Earlier this week, I came across a comic strip from Calvin & Hobbes by Bill Watterson. Calvin's words struck a familiar chord with me.
As students of the University of Richmond, we are generally not surprised when someone accuses the administration of being obtrusively paternalistic.
You probably noticed the hordes of alums walking around campus last weekend, children in tow or reuniting with their old cohorts.
I spent most of my Saturday night walking around campus. I don't know exactly what I expected to see on my stroll, but I unfortunately didn't catch any goose murderers or spot any alumni rekindling old flames in the bushes.
What is one of the greatest, and most overlooked, aspects of college life? Pranks. College was made for pranks.
Regardless of whether you know who Stephen Sondheim is (don't feel bad, I didn't either until covering his campus visit), the Father of Broadway's words should still strike a chord: The only things worth doing are the ones that scare you. When I learned I'd be home for my brother's concert last month, my chance to heed Sondheim's advice glittered like the black, sequined top of lead singer Jenny Lewis (former "Troop Beverly Hills" child star) at Rilo Kiley's Philadelphia show last summer. Hers was a performance that a) considering the homosexuality-on-campus dialogue that has dominated the opinion section this semester, could beckon enemy lines closer as Lewis could seduce you regardless of where you've set up camp along the sexuality spectrum and b) made me itch to be on stage. Entonces, I informed my brother that, if need be, I was perfectly willing to lend my vocals for a song or two.
In an alcohol-fueled hook-up culture, exacerbated by the media and our peers, where do we draw the line? Kathleen A.
The shuffle on my iPod can predict the future. How's that for an opening hook? It all started way back in 2005, my freshman year of college.
It's safe to say that I hated this school one year ago. For lots of reasons, I also hated the insecurity I felt within myself. There is nothing like being in a city, state or nation where you don't know a single person.
As of late, the opinion section of The Collegian just hasn't been doing it for me. Most of the articles are pretty negative, dealing with who should do what and why life is miserable in some way.
People take themselves too seriously sometimes. Everything's so important, so crucial, so consequential. But with Spring Break mere hours away at this point, I'd like to drop all those pretensions of seriousness and just give you some recreational reading to get you excited before school breaks.
Corrections Appended When Sadia Gado Alzouma invited her friend to visit Richmond this weekend, she intended to show her a stunning campus set against the backdrop of a warm spring-like day. Instead, Alzouma, an international student from Niger, saw her first snow and took photos of a campus draped in white. Amid blustery winds, cracking tree limbs and flickering lights, dozens of Richmond students relished in a rare snowfall Sunday night. Seizing makeshift sleds -- trash bags, dining hall trays, and Tupperware container covers, among them -- throngs of rowdy students swarmed the hills in front of Boatwright Library and behind the Modlin Center, throwing snowballs and sliding down mountains of white, wet powder.
The recent demise of JuicyCampus.com has brought increased attention to other community-driven Web sites - such as FMyLife.com and KissAndDish.com - where people can anonymously post about hookups, embarrassing incidents, relational mishaps and more. Unlike JuicyCampus, both FMyLife and KissAndDish are open to more than just the college population. FMyLife provides a venue for users to post short, one- to two-sentence anecdotes about something bad that happened to them that day.
The other day I revealed to my mom the philosophy of my life: my faith in God, love of people and desire for productivity.
As my tenure at the University of Richmond draws to a close, I've noticed a growing feeling of nostalgia and togetherness among members of the senior class.
