Rainn-ing down knowledge: The big questions, broken down
By Anna Minton | March 12, 2019Bears. Beets. Battlestar Galactica.
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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.
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.
It's a tale as old as time. The moment the leaves fall to the ground and the pumpkin spice lattes emerge, women around the world begin to scour their Pinterest boards for ideas for Halloween costumes. And more often than not, many of these costume ideas follow the same theme: Slutty version of (insert common household concept here).
"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.