I turned my phone on grayscale for two weeks — Here’s what I learned
By Ben Hitchcock | October 30, 2018Corporations use color to subliminally control your brain, and the only way to resist is by turning your phone on black and white.
Corporations use color to subliminally control your brain, and the only way to resist is by turning your phone on black and white.
How the roles reverse with age.
If you could rewind Father Time’s clock to move-in day your first year and re-do college, would you?
I simply don’t feel like myself in leggings and a t-shirt, and I cite a high value in the capacity of my clothes to express intricate and nuanced details about who I am.
I learned that intrinsic motivation is an important tool to carry, because I can't always rely on other people or prizes to do tough things.
“I don’t want to show my parents my dorm room! It’s a pigsty!” Exactly, my friend. It most certainly is.
I could pick up a book and go to Spain with Hemingway or East Egg with Fitzgerald.
Move over Jim Ryan, a new prez is in town
Although I officially felt like a 40-year-old who got excited over replacing sink sponges and trying a different scented hand soap, these were topics that drew my mom and I closer together.
Until time travel is invented, art is the closest I’ll get to seeing the past with my own eyes.
How working as a waitress has motivated me as a student.
The line between being negative and being realistic
I discovered the dark side of University wildlife last Friday while driving with my friend Ian.
I’m conflicted about it because what am I even looking for in this fourth year, man?
The Myers-Briggs personality test — now that is serious mind-reading.
In my transition from adolescence to quasi-adulthood, I feel that I’ve existed in a state of perpetual pageantry.
At the University, we do not suffer from a shortage of professors who want to turn their scholars into activists — there are so many classes to take that will challenge and expand the way you think about whatever it is you study.
I decided to take part in the annual summer migration of young adults into local ice cream shops all over America.
I won’t say I’m “okay,” but I am at peace and I have much to be thankful for.
Enter my “Introduction to Clinical Psychology” class and the miraculous invention of the Rorschach test.