Rainn-ing down knowledge: The big questions, broken down
Bears. Beets. Battlestar Galactica.
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Bears. Beets. Battlestar Galactica.
New Year's resolutions always seem to fit one of a couple of themes: Getting that new job, sticking to that new diet or focusing on healthy new relationships. Throughout January, Facebook and Instagram are cluttered with posts talking about self-love and how people are going to take control of their lives in the new year, all with pictures from a summer vacation saved specifically for this moment.
I honestly thought I hated my job. I am not much of a "people person," nor do I have any spectacular culinary talents. So I'm not really sure what possessed me to work as a waitress and chef's assistant in a nursing home. Maybe it was the pay, or the flexible hours. Or maybe it was the opportunity to play an important role in bettering someone's day.
There are pros and cons to growing up with a large family.
Organizations from all across the Oxford community came together on Monday to hold services in memory of the lives lost at the Tree of Life Synagogue in Squirrel Hill, Pennsylvania.
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"Wait, are we going ghost hunting or goat hunting?"
When I was in sixth grade, our local "Officer Smiley," the name he gave to kids, visited classrooms once a month to talk about "Stranger Danger."
Donut in hand, Leah Ball took off her shoes and leaned back, legs perched up on her chair. Over 60 girls circled her as she read out of her pink prayer book and joked about how she wrote all of the discussion questions as the girls were walking in.
Well over a year ago, four friends sat in a Scott Hall dorm room kidding around about possible names for their "fake band."
This past semester, I screamed at someone so loudly for so long that I lost my voice for a week. Since arriving on campus last fall, I have tried to fight at least 50 people. I've gotten so worked up over the lack of pie in the dining hall that I have actually burst into tears, leaving my friends clueless, uncomfortable and slightly amused -- a mix of emotions that they would soon come to easily recognize.
On Monday night in Armstrong's Wiikiaami room, over 30 people sat in a circle, laughing and joking about their days. The room was open, comfortable and brightly lit. Each time someone entered the room, they were greeted with a smile.
The Campus Climate Survey closed on Nov. 3, after an extended deadline due to lack of participation. Despite the extended time, the survey only received a 24.2 percent response rate, making it ineligible for an official analysis.