There’s one thing that college students could use more of, regardless of who they are or what they are studying. It’s not more food, it’s not more alcohol and it’s not more money, although all of those would be extremely nice to have more of. Ask most students around and I’m sure they would all agree that above all of those, they would like to have more time.
Ever heard of the saying “make your own time?” For me, that was a saying that I never took very seriously.
“The girl in this mirror has not been retouched,” a sticker attached to the dressing room mirror in Aerie for American Eagle reads.
My freshman year, a friend on campus approached me about a job opportunity. With great enthusiasm, he told me about a position he had recently accepted selling energy drinks with a company called Vemma Nutrition. Unlike the typical jobs taken by college students, he said employees at Vemma have a chance at earning robust, six-figure salaries and can even be awarded luxurious BMW sports cars as sales bonuses.
I remember watching TV as a high school senior and seeing Adreian Payne slam dunk. What happened next? The crazy atmosphere of the Breslin crowd — particularly the people jumping up and down in white — was eye-opening. At that moment, I knew I wanted to go to MSU. I knew I wanted to be a part of the Izzone.
When I tell people that in addition to journalism I also major in women’s and gender studies, there’s almost always a series of semi-ridiculous questions to follow. Do you still shave your legs and stuff? Um, yes. Do you hate men? Definitely not. In fact, I could afford to be a little more picky in that department. Are you a lesbian? Well, no. See above.
What if we could talk about our challenges and diagnosis with a mental disorder publicly like we do with breast cancer, and lung cancer, and leukemia, and ovarian cancer? Everybody knows somebody that has struggled with their mental health; they just don’t know it yet.
I knew I was exactly where I needed to be when Stephanie looked up at me after finishing her math exam and said, “I did it.”
The holidays are over, classes are in full swing, and the weather is anything but pleasant. That’s right, it’s February. Just make it through the rest of this month of blah and the holy grail of college life is here: spring break.
We’re in the heat of it now. The calm is over and the storm of midterms, papers and all-night cram sessions has officially begun. We’re two weeks away from spring break, and the tranquility of the first few weeks has been replaced with the stress of looming deadlines and mountains of homework.
The first decision of my day is determined in the brief moment I look at my phone in the morning to see just how cold it is outside. Shortly after, I look at how much snow piled up over the gloomy night hours in Michigan.
When I was a little girl, I wanted to be Barbie.
Prompt: White people like _______. Response: Finally finishing off the Indians.
0On Feb. 12, 1855, Gov. Kingsley Bingham signed a bill, creating the Agricultural College of the State of Michigan, which eventually became MSU. On July 2, 1862, President Abraham Lincoln signed the Morrill Act, which supported land-grant colleges and universities.
Like many students on campus, I woke up on Saturday, Feb. 1 and checked my Twitter feed. With three swipes of my finger, I saw a familiar face. My hand briefly lost control of the phone. My heart sank.
Anyone who knows me can attest to the fact that I have a zero-tolerance policy when it comes to disrespect. But an incident I experienced last week rattled me to my core when I tried to buy a homeless man a slice of pizza and nearly was refused.
I wasn’t aware of the game “Flappy Bird” until last month, when my friends were throwing multiple F-bombs at the bird before quitting in a fit of rage. I was shocked by their behavior. After all, it was just an indie game app.
Today, many of us likely will tune in to watch the Olympic Games unfold, but with an added skepticism based on what has been reported on Russia’s anti-gay laws, terrorist threats and harsh living conditions.
The 2014 Olympic Games in Sochi, Russia, are about to begin. As always, figure skaters have found themselves in a spotlight that they do not receive at any other point in the four-year Olympic cycle. This time around, the light has fallen on a 22-year-old military brat who embodies the feisty American spirit: Ashley Wagner.
What does it mean to be American? Does it just mean pale, white skin? The hard-clipped edges of words in the English language? Hamburgers and french fries?