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While I can forgive any disgust for the glittery hearts and the affront they appose to an institution that is the proving ground for so many future doctors, I simply cannot allow the rose to face the same kind of cynical scrutiny that we allow for other aspects of this holiday.
Amid the never-ending cycle of midterms, homework and people trying to convince me that “these will be the best years of my life,” Thanksgiving break gives me a moment to breathe and remember that getting eight hours of sleep is feasible.
The Student Government Association (SGA) held impeachment trials and discussed the possibility of submitting a proposal to protect undocumented Hopkins students during their weekly meeting on Tuesday.
For one, her sex tape was titled “1 night in Paris,” and, as someone who spends an inordinate amount of her time here at Hopkins studying poetry, I feel I am qualified to say that this is one of the most beautiful things I have ever read.
So what makes them so American? First of all they were created by an American man, an American doctor no less, named John Harvey Kellogg (Sound familiar?). His brother would later outstrip him in fame through the creation of the Kellogg company.
Only 38 percent of Americans aged 18 to 24 voted in the 2012 election according to the Campus Vote Project, the least out of all age demographics. In fact, almost 1.7 million Americans between the ages of 18 and 24 were not even registered to vote. The low voter turnout among young adults can be partially attributed to students either being unaware of the requirements of the process or apathy.
If that isn’t cool, what is? So let’s break it down, where did the apple pie come from?
In that same year, Super Bowl XX took place between the Chicago Bears and the New England Patriots, and that garnered over 90 million TV viewers. So perhaps the moniker of America’s favorite pastime isn’t exactly accurate.
What I am trying to get at is that, I’ve been thinking a lot about peanut butter lately, and in particular that simple American classic, the peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
The Black Student Union (BSU) hosted a vigil outside of Brody Learning Commons on Sunday evening in support of the Black Lives Matter movement.
So of course the first thing I do, little nine-year-old chest all puffed up with the pride of knowing something you think others don’t, is show my new stockpile to my older brother.
Now, anyone who is an electrical engineer or just smarter than me can stop reading right now (no one needs to make a comment on how large a group of people that describes). I am about to spend quite a lot of time describing something very basic. Hopefully there are people out there who are getting up off their hands and knees, having just stared down their outlets, who will appreciate this foray into mediocrity.
Amidst all the will-they-won’t-they drama between Chuck and Blair are scattered these complicated listings of painful side effects spoken over images of actors who can finally be happy after getting over their joint pain/diarrhoea/migraines. This direct to consumer (DTC) advertising is commonplace here in America. According to the World Health Organization, the only other place in the world where a soothing narrator talking about the possibility of anti-diarrheal medication making your anus fall out wouldn’t get a second look is New Zealand. That’s right, the U.S. has more in common with New Zealand than an official language and a history of exploiting indigenous peoples.
It is a vain struggle to tire out the young men and women who have just been dropped into the lawless world of college. Though these events may not have the effect desired by the Hopkins administration, I am more than happy to take advantage of them.
The University recently appointed Anne Garner as the executive director of the Career Center to help restructure the center’s approach to student career services.
Self-described “coastal person,” Naadiya Hutchinson chose to spend her summer in the second most populous landlocked country in the world: Uganda. Working with the Rakai Health and Sciences Program, Hutchinson has been spending her precious time away from school researching HIV and working on her documentary on black identity. Though she didn’t know what to expect coming into the job, she came to love her time there as well as the many people she met and befriended.
The Taiwanese American Students Association (TASA) hosted their annual night market last Saturday. The event, which strived to mimic the night market of Taiwan’s Jiufen area, offered food, games and performances for students who attended.
Students for Environmental Action (SEA) hosted a panel on Thursday titled, “Social Equity in Baltimore” as a part of their Sustainable Action Speaker Series.
Yes, it always seems like I only trip when I’m in a really good mood and that whenever I’ve been having a good day, I run into the turnstiles outside the AMRs. While my natural clumsiness has acclimatized me to this fact of life, there are certain aspects of Hopkins that have really helped transform these experiences from a mere nuisance into a truly spectacular display of stupidity. I don’t quite know what it is about happiness that seems to attract bad luck, but I’ve come to associate one with the other. If I’ve gotten a good grade on a test, I know I’m about to walk into a glass door. If I’m listening to some really good music, I know that I’m about to stab myself on a pen while reaching into my backpack.