Wednesday, December 24, 2025

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Columns

COMMENTARY

Search for love, fulfillment difficult

We’ve all been there. From that tingly feeling you get after an amazing first kiss to not being able to listen to your rainy day iTunes playlist without incessantly weeping — we’ve been there. College is a crazy time.

COMMENTARY

Surviving in a judgemental world

A large part of what you do — the activities you participate in, the sports you play, the way you act in certain situations — contributes to who you are as a person. These little pieces paint a bigger picture of who you truly are deep down inside. To my dismay, a large part of who I am — or seem to be — is dependent upon how others see me.

COMMENTARY

Dealing with SAD

For many, the transition from dreary winter days to the sunny months of spring brings lower levels of stress and consistently happier moods. The change in mood experienced by many is caused by more than seeing life in a new light — it is caused by the change in light itself.

COMMENTARY

Put down your #$%&-ing phone

I am standing at the urinal pissing, and I need to whip out my phone to check Twitter. That’s how bad it has gotten. I can’t even drain my body of fluids without stuffing information back into it at the same time.

COMMENTARY

A hipster, by any other name

If you’ve committed the mortal sin of filling your wardrobe with brands other than Ralph Lauren Polo or J. Crew, dared to have an iTunes library containing indie artists or have an unusual hobby or interest, you’ve put yourself under the scrutiny of society’s rigid judgment.

COMMENTARY

Life of hate should be questioned

As I walked across campus the other day, I contemplated the mysteries surrounding hate, remembering my forays into hating broccoli or spinach or rhubarb, or the kid next door who pelted me with snowballs, or Mr. Brown, my fifth-grade teacher who made fun of my cowlick.

COMMENTARY

The commune can be anywhere

With spring break slipping into memory and summer just out of reach, I’ve found myself falling into an all too common train of thought lately. Dilbert called it “chronic cubicle syndrome,” but for centuries people have been experiencing these flashes of wanting to throw it all away and pack up to some distant land. For me, this escape always has been exemplified by those 1960s communes where freedom, love and only good people supposedly reigned supreme.