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As the Nov. 6 presidential election creeps ever closer, it’s time for every college student to register to vote. Most campuses, including ours, have volunteer groups that make the process very easy. So why do so many of our peers still choose not to vote?
"We abbreviate our nicknames. It's very lazy."
This summer has been great for music with releases like Frank Ocean’s Channel Orange, the Dirty Projectors’ Swing Lo Magellan, Jessie Ware’s Devotion, Passion Pit’s Gossamer, and Purity Rings’ Shrines. But now, with summer at an end, the fall is here with even more releases. Just these past two weeks, The xx and Animal Collective have released their new albums Coexist and Centipede Hz, respectively. What else does the fall have in store?
With only three weeks of the school year under our belts, it’s surprising that it’s already possible to be sick of Levering salads, Sabra hummus snacks and Subway sandwiches. For some reason we don’t seem to get sick of late night Uni Mini mozzarella sticks and “specials with egg” in the same way. Whenever we waltz into Uni Mini past midnight, we are filled with excitement and enthusiasm of a new adventure into our own version of heaven. One that is chock full of hash browns, powdered donuts, chicken fingers and barbecue sauce. That being said, since most of us don’t frequent Uni Mini on a daily basis — and usually not in daylight — we have to look for ways to prevent the Levering salads from making us crazy.
Those yellow (and white) shoes on the corner of St. Paul and 33rd are among the coolest things I’ve seen in the area. The crossing guard, however, is not. The crossing guard at that intersection allows pedestrians to cross the street against the light. The officer will stop the flow of traffic in order to accommodate students.
I didn’t realize I was living with a wacko until it was too late.
College is a highly scrutinized, ridiculed and caricaturized portion of the American experience, and rightfully so. It’s a strange phenomenon: thousands of people just entering adulthood coming together to learn, grow and let’s face it, party. This eclectic mix of seemingly discordant lifestyles that college students have simultaneously led for four years has fascinated filmmakers for decades. Thus, the “college movie” has become a genre of its own. Here are the top five ones you should watch, if you haven’t already, as a college student.
Welcome back to school everyone! I hope you all got to do a bit of traveling this summer! I spent two months studying Travel Writing in Sydney, Australia. Appropriate, no?
The school year has begun, and I’m thrilled. Some people are excited to get out of their parents’ house and go back to being on their own. But I’m excited about classes. I’ve missed doing work.This first week, I was handed a math assignment and various worksheets for my language classes, and it was awesome. I’m trying to start this year out on the right foot. I’ve LaTeXed up my math lecture notes. (Don’t know what LaTeX is? Do you want to have your math homework printed? Check it out!) I’ve already started my homework. I have spent hours holed up in front of my computer, banging away at the keyboard to make pretty symbols appear on the screen. In fact, I was so absorbed in my work that I almost forgot to turn this article in.
It is hard to talk about things you really like. You put yourself in a vulnerable place. To some, you seem childish. Why should anyone believe you if all you do is like things? Especially if you are excited about what seems like an absurd amount of information that you know about one specific thing or element?
Four years later and Baltimore is still dripping, relishing the last throes of summer. Officially, I am a senior in college. That title has been a long time coming. I arrived as a freshman eager to plunge in to Hop’s high-level academics and Bmore’s flourishing music scene, and plunge I did. I took courses across disciplines, created my own major, and worked my way through the ranks to become the head of the campus radio station, WJHU. It is a great feeling, to be sure, but I find I am already beset by nostalgia; how few faces I recognize, how little time is left!
