As I write this, I am watching several of my peers log onto their Eastern accounts, coffee in hand and twitching with anticipation for their class registration sign-up to begin. Their eyes glazed over as they hit Refresh, waiting for the opportunity to snag the last seats for their next semester’s classes. Luckily for me, […]
Maybe I’m a little weird, but I’m grateful that I don’t currently own a car. I’m content with hitching a ride with friends, or taking the train into the city, trusting others to get me to my destinations. I know I’ll need a vehicle extremely soon, but for now, I’m taking advantage of this opportunity.
Every now and then, I feel the need to list off things that are really “boiling” me lately. And, as it turns out, this little therapeutic activity just may be interesting enough to share with the world. I present to you, my friends, something a little different this week… My Boiled Egg List of the
There’s nothing more exciting for a nerd, such as myself, than going back to school during an election year. Being able to engage colleagues and professors in constructive and informative discussion is the reason we’re here – to learn and grow in our beliefs. But there’s one, large hindrance that is stopping our full potential…
As I write this article, I am sitting on the edge of my bed, nursing a migraine with water, Tylenol and muttered swearing. The past few weeks of my life have involved a personal travel tour of Europe, having finished a semester abroad, and I have arrived safely at my temporary home in Oxford. And
Sometimes it astonishes me how strong an effect popular culture has on everyday American life. It seeps into the daily mundane activities, reminding us of moments on the silver screen that made us laugh, cry, scream in terror or gush with admiration. We remember these feelings, and these words, and we apply them to our
There is nothing more sacred to me than my personal space. I believe that played a factor (albeit a small one) in my decision to attend a smaller liberal arts college. When it comes to writing, or reading, or even going out for a walk to clear the mind, I cannot stress enough the importance
I warn you now. What you are about to read is not a Waltonian issue from the past, nor are you suffering from a high-end hallucinatory substance. This is not a dream. The eggs are back in the pot, and ready to boil. I have returned to share my complaints about the inane and the
In the previous issue, I created a “top ten” list of things that irritate me. However, I deliberately left the number one spot open. My reasoning for this is that I take this specific annoyance very seriously. It is one that has followed me throughout middle school, high school, sports, parties and even church. And
There have been countless individuals who have approached me with inquiries regarding the origin of my article. “Stephen,” they would say, in a formal address. “Why are you so easily annoyed?” “Where does the natural hatred for things/others come from?” “Do you really despise ‘Glee’?” Though these questions are legitimate (besides the “Glee” one, since
