The word "friend" is used so casually in our society. Let's face it, you tend to call just about everyone a friend, whether it's the girl who lives on your hall who has only spoken to you twice this entire year, or the guy who you've known since kindergarten who knows more about you than your own parents. Do all of the people you deem friends deserve such a title?
Life just got easier for those pursuing career opportunities in the Federal Government. Last month, the Office of Personnel Management released its long-awaited and improved job application Web site.
It's wet. It's sloppy. It goes down smooth. It turns a handshake into a hug, a hug into a kiss, and a kiss into a "I swear I wasn't aiming for that." Mr. Introvert becomes Mr. Hilarious and Mr. Extrovert becomes Captain Asshole.
It's that time of year. During the next few months University of Richmond students will be tweaking their resumes, polishing interview skills and trying to increase their understanding of current events in and out of the global marketplace.
President Obama has announced a new $6 billion Federal program to fix the design flaws with the newly released Apple iPad.
It's that time of year ? time to offer up some more green solutions for the University of Richmond's campus! From the school that brought you such startlingly popular and successful programs as Trayless Fridays and the Green Bike Program comes a new solution to help save the environment.
On Monday I spent approximately an hour and 15 minutes trudging through the snow, to and from class, the Pier, the library, the dining hall, the gym, North Court and X-lot.
In light of Love Your Body Week at the University of Richmond, National Eating Disorder Awareness Week later this month and personal experience, I feel compelled to respond to Kiara Lee's last column, "Too thin: Read this before you vanish into thin air." I do not aim to attack Lee, since I have no desire to fuel the negativity tainting recent online comments on her, Patrick Coughlin's and Jacki Raithel's articles.
The first few drafts of this article were about a variety of topics: how to treat girls badly and get away with it, why hitting on women should be honest instead of a "game" and finally, my theory on how to spice up your love life.
Contrary to popular belief, the University of Richmond is full of all kinds of people from different backgrounds.
It must be aforementioned that I am a member of Greek Life. That being said, there is a problematic binary discrepancy pertaining to the distribution of wealth between sororities and fraternities on this campus. Sorority life has been an overall positive experience.
I was sitting in the first floor of the library at a computer in the front room, staring at the computer screen.
Editor's note: The following two letters are anonymous. The Collegian's policy is not to publish anonymous opinion submissions except in extenuating circumstances.
I have to side with Carmody on this one in saying that Lee's editorial is repulsive, not so much for her rudeness towards an uncomfortable topic, but for her pure ignorance of the bigger issue -- the pervasiveness of mental illness on campus including eating disorders (which are not contingent only to "5-foot-7 and 100 pound" girls, but affect both men and women of varying sizes and personalities) but also notably depression and chronic anxiety. Lee seems to have the impression that weight-centric girls "enjoy hearing [themselves] talk" about their weight simply in order to boost their ego, and if her overall goal is to offer sympathy through admitting that her listener is "a troubled young person who doesn't perceive reality correctly," it is hardly palpable.
Dear University of Richmond students, faculty and staff, Welcome back and we want to wish everybody a wonderful and safe semester. I'm sorry this is getting to you so late but things got really hectic for us toward the end of last semester.
This article is repulsive. Kiara Lee sounds like the most ignorant member of this community. Has she heard of eating disorders?
After a month at home during winter break and an entire grade returned from studying abroad, it felt strange that as I joined the stream of students crossing campus for the first week of class, faces were an afterthought.
Do you have a friend who constantly complains about weight, but this friend is one of the skinniest people you know? Does this friend eat something like three pieces of lettuce with half of a piece of chicken, and call it dinner? Well here's a reality check for Skin-and-Bones, I mean, your friend: You are NOT overweight!
I secretly love Crocs. I'm in love with Michael Cera. I love my grandmother. I love when people aren't afraid to admit they watch "Jersey Shore." I love going to the beach, even when it's raining.
