This winter has been, to put it as delicately as I possibly can, an abhorrent disaster of monumental proportions. I’m about ready to walk around campus spraying aerosol cans into the air until the CFCs warm up the earth. Anyone with me?
About one year ago, my best friend Alex told me he is gay. The news wasn’t a huge surprise. I had suspected it for a while, and I didn’t feel like this revelation would change our friendship at all. It wasn’t like he had cancer. He wasn’t disappearing. He still was just my best friend.
I live on the 200 block of River Street, which is just several hundred feet away from the Cedar Village Apartments, so this shooting literally is as close to home as it gets for me.
It was an extremely cold day, just like many of the other days the university has encountered this winter. I was trekking toward South Kedzie Hall around 10 a.m. for my second morning class, while barely avoiding frostbite in the subzero weather.
When my castmates and I proudly talk to people about The Vagina Monologues show, we tend to get questions like these: “You’re kidding, right?” or “What, do you all just show your vaginas on stage?”
I hear it all the time, “social media ruins relationships.” I’ll agree that social media can create issues for couples that perhaps our parents’ generation never had to deal with, but I disagree with the notion that social media automatically dooms relationships. Instead of “ruining relationships,” I think social media is a valuable tool to bring people together and, if used correctly, actually can enhance your relationship.
Social media ruins relationships, and I mean that in the nicest way possible. Not only does social media offer the chance to spend hours stalking your significant other’s past, it also leaves room for jealousy, questions and worry.
This is more of a call to engage than an opinion column. This is an honest inquiry — a challenge, a request, an invitation, a plea, a motion — to act.
Most girls have an addiction to buying shoes. I have an addiction to buying journals. I have accumulated more of them than I could possibly count. My collection ranges from simple, cardboard books to nice, leather bound pages.
Before Sierra Petersen participated in MSU’s Sexual Assault and Relationship Violence Prevention Program, she didn’t realize she was a survivor of relationship violence.
The definition of love has become a war zone in our modern age. The hordes of love’s interpretations threaten to suck the life out of the word. But love is not subjective. It has an objective meaning. And its truth is under relentless attack when I hear people on campus use the phrase, “Stop shoving religion down peoples’ throats.”
Sometimes when I walk across the main lobby of my dorm, I see the community kitchen. At a glance though, the second word only comes across my mind. Despite having an array of cooking utensils and instruments, the kitchen doesn’t seem to be a community one, because I rarely see it full of students.
The nurse gently reminded me to squeeze my hand for three seconds and release as she stood near my cot.
It’s that time of year again. The time where the three-letter word we’re all dreading is on the burning to-do list. It’s a word that changes you into a grown-up and confirms, despite our willingness to accept it, your employment status. J-O-B.
Has the return of the Polar Vortex got you thinking more and more about warmer weather and summer? As you sit and daydream about temperatures rising above 75 degrees and possible new challenges and experiences that may come your way, include doing an internship in your summer plans.
Last Saturday at Illinois, men’s basketball head coach Tom Izzo added another accomplishment to his resume when he recorded his 215th career Big Ten victory, placing him in sole possession of fourth place in all-time conference wins.
Well, I’ve already peaked in 2014. But I’m OK with that. The only problem with the Spartans winning the Rose Bowl is that Jan. 1 was the best day I, and many other MSU students, alumni and fans, will live this year. I guess it’s all downhill from here.
A few days after the Spartans trumped Ohio State in the Big Ten Championship, I received a call from my mother. To my surprise, she asked if I would be interested in going to Pasadena, Calif., to watch MSU’s first Rose Bowl appearance in 26 years.
The conversation started with a question I’m sure many students ask on a daily basis. “Do you think I can take this wrap out of the cafeteria?”
Most college students throw nutrition out the window this time of the year in exchange for tasty treats. I’m sure you’ve thought the same things: “It is only for a short period of time, right? Will these little splurges actually affect my weight?” Let’s cut through the myths and find out if extra weight is worth the worry.