Graduating jobless? Find your adventure
“So, what’s next?” “What’s your plan?” “Are you staying in Michigan?” “What do you wanna do with that degree?” “What about grad school?”
“So, what’s next?” “What’s your plan?” “Are you staying in Michigan?” “What do you wanna do with that degree?” “What about grad school?”
Coping with the aftermath of a national tragedy is a process that has no deadline. In the days that follow, questions pertaining to motive and intent move to the forefront of our minds. Regardless of where the disaster takes place, for a brief period of time, every person seems to belong to the area of the country that’s been affected.
When I moved to Boston in November, it should have been cold and dreary. But it wasn’t. At least, not for me.
Unfortunately, as we all were taught again on Monday in the form of a marathon that left blood and carnage, this world we live in isn’t always the greatest.
The president’s attention to college students is an encouraging sign, no doubt, but this news is not something to rejoice about just yet.
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.
Just like the decision to have an abortion should be entirely in the hands of the woman, the decision to take the morning-after pill is a choice only one person should be expected to make.
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.
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.
Let’s give another slow clap for Congress. Starting July 1, student loan interest rates are set to double, impacting the many college students struggling to pay for an education.
If you invest in a company that profits from activities harming the environment, does that mean you support the adverse effects they create?
Last weekend, I was having a discussion with my mom about my future after graduation. She told me one thing I had heard from her before but will never forget: “Attitude is everything.”
These measures, along with larger-scale resident support, have helped limit cruelty incidents and have made Michigan the fourth-best state for animal protection, according to a 2012 Animal Legal Defense Fund report.
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.
A school set to join the Big Ten next year has been in the national spotlight the past weeks, but for reasons its affiliates would like to forget.
With the 2013 NCAA men’s basketball tournament in our rear-view mirror, I would like to address an issue the NCAA dubbed unnecessary — paying collegiate athletes.
From April 8 to April 15, MSU graduate and professional students can go to www.studentelections.msu.edu to vote on the renewal of the Council of Graduate Students (COGS) tax.
All respect aside, at the end of the day, one thing remains true: U-M is, and always has been, our rival.
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.
During my year here at MSU, I’ve found there is a lot more to learn in college than what is taught in the lecture hall. So, I’ve compiled a list of some of the lessons I learned as a freshman I was forced to figure out the hard way.