I read something the other day that was a little troubling to me, but nonetheless spot on. The student section in Spartan Stadium sucks.
Recent research has revealed that a student’s degree choice ultimately is more influenced by positive and negative experiences with professors than by what drew them to that degree in the first place.
Not many students who roam the banks of the Red Cedar River can say they have made the transition from residence hall (or dorm) life to off-campus housing, and then back to dorm life — but I can.
It’s been two years since I first arrived at MSU, and a lot has changed about my approach on life and myself. I remember sitting at the airport in Rome, where my first layover on my trip to the U.S. was, and thinking, “What am I doing to myself? Why am I leaving home?” I remember blaming my mum for putting the idea of studying abroad into my mind before bursting into tears.
Eight-fifty a.m. Alarm sounds. Get up. At 9 a.m. the alarm sounds again. No really, get up! Make a few calls for future stories. Get dressed. Go to class at 10:20 a.m. Class again at 12:40 p.m. Then 3 p.m. rolls around. Yes, I can finally can take a break. Well, sort of. Do some homework, make a few more calls. Don’t forget to eat! Go to class at 5 p.m. Leave early for city council meeting at 7 p.m. On deadline story due at 9 p.m. Meeting ends at 10 p.m. I finally get home at 11 p.m. Must eat, must study. One a.m. Bed.
Aziz Ansari wasn’t exactly his goofy Tom Haverford or Raaaaandy self on Friday at Wharton Center, and he didn’t crack jokes about being the “brown Ryan Gosling” or talk about his porky cousin Harris’ obsession with Cinnabon and “Lost.” For most of his 90-minute show, Ansari went into painstaking detail about how much it sucks to be single.
I like to think of myself as a food connoisseur. Not to brag, but I eat at least three meals a day — four, if you count late-night ice cream binges. One of the first questions I had when I began my freshman year was, “Where can a girl go to get a good bite to eat around here?” Of course, the first answer I got was, “Brody, duh.”
Sitting toward the back of the lecture hall in Wilson Hall that Thursday, I must admit I was a little excited to begin the IAH 207 course. Literatures, Cultures, and Identities, to me, would be an exploration of classic stories and poetry; however, that first lecture proved to be more than I bargained for. English professor William Penn began to condemn the use of cell phones, which he dubbed “little toys,” as well as various social media services such as Facebook and Twitter.
Indoctrinator. Persecutor. Hatemonger. Racist. These titles now swirl around English professor William Penn’s name, and there’s a chopped and edited video circulating that falsely perpetuates these claims.
Students have a right to be offended by English professor William Penn’s comments against Republicans.
Every day, there’s a crucial decision we all face. It’s not what to eat for lunch or dinner (although the Conrad’s College Town Grill vs.
Good lord. What is that stench? Stale air? Old man’s breath? Heaps of dead bugs? Maybe it’s always smelled like this.
There is no doubt at this age most of us are trying new things. We are all trying to figure out exactly who we are and who we will be in this society. Our time in college, as most say, is our golden years.
A joint effort between the city of East Lansing and DTN Management Co. to revive the blighted corner of Grand River and Michigan avenues only will be successful if officials respond to the needs of students.
When I was walking home last night, I had a crisis. I felt the wind blow against my bare, somewhat boney arms and I thought, “Hmm, it’s a little cold tonight … wait, why?!?” And then I continued to realize summer is officially coming to a close soon.
It’s never crossed my mind that I would be ashamed to be a Spartan. Never, until Friday night, when those venomous thoughts attempted to creep in against my will.
In November, Lansing residents will vote on an initiative to legalize the use, possession and transfer of marijuana on private property within the city, leaving citizens with questions about their rights and protection under law.
For your average college student, there is not a week more anticipated and revered than Welcome Week.
During the hectic first day of classes, bells rang across the nation to commemorate Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.’s march to Washington, D.C., where he thundered, “I have a dream” across the Reflecting Pool and into our country’s conscious.
Welcome back to the football hype, ladies and gentlemen. For those returning season ticket holders, you know your rundown by now. If this is your first time going to Spartan Stadium and possibly holding season tickets, let us help you figure out your schedule and routine on game days.