Christian and Emma met in front of the Rotunda at 6:30 p.m. on Tuesday evening and went to Basil on the Corner.
This past week students from across the University worked together to celebrate a week dedicated to the diversity within our student body.
Faculty at the International Studies Office believe their programs play a significant part of the higher education sought after at the University.
While NASU hosted the Powwow at Hereford Lawn, the drum beats and chants could be heard from as far as Kellogg dorm.
I must be watching too many movies. Or reading too many books. You listen to enough stories, and after a while you start to think life works similarly to the stories you’ve been listening to.
I am awkward. So, when I approached Madison in the Newcomb dining hall, I was horribly awkward. “Hi, can I sit with you?” I asked.
I can’t forget the simultaneous power and frustration I felt over my stockpiles of Plus Dollars, resulting in a continual catch-22 of needing to get rid of them but not wanting to consume the extra gummy worms.
We all have a few favorite fictional worlds. While I prefer to repeatedly stroll the streets of Star’s Hollow with Lorelai and Rory, my mother would rather follow the students of Hogwarts around the corridors of the castle.
Zane and Juliana met on Tuesday at 7:30 p.m. and went to The Virginian
The Autism Theatre Project is partnering with Spectrum Theatre to present a sensory friendly performance of "The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee."
The Climate Action Society’s Renewables Campaign works to publicize the benefits of more environmentally friendly substitutes at the University.
Here’s to hoping a therapist can answer why we must put in so much effort to find work for little-to-no pay during a time that is supposed to be our break.
My family lives approximately 9,746 miles away from me, yet my parents have this magical way of making me feel loved over the oceans and continents standing between us.
With a steaming bowl of ramen in my lap, I’m currently staring blankly at my computer screen as I grapple with my worst enemy – writer’s block.
Both the game and my knee took a very wrong turn, and half of the valiant, and still winless, Cheesemakers found themselves sitting in the emergency room.
Normally, having options and a back up plan seems like a good idea. By what kind of logic could this things be detrimental?
“Excuse me,” said a voice beside me. I quickly tore my eyes away from the glass case full of sweets and saw a middle-aged man had appeared next to me.
When I told my mom about my plan on the phone, she laughed quietly and implied that the idea of me sitting still for more than 30 seconds is a bit of a pipe dream.
This Friday morning, I finally did it. I got the #1 ticket at Bodo’s.
