There’s bad TV and then there’s useless TV. Why is it that with only two weeks left of school and plenty of papers and research to occupy our time, we spend pointless hours in front of the TV? Television that’s so useless we know from a logical and academic point of view that there is […]
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A week ago, my mom and I stopped at a small grocery store near my house. We placed the Granny Smith apples, gallons of milk and Flamin’ Hot Cheetos (the real purpose of our late night shopping spree) on the conveyor belt and prepared to be ignored by the checker, an increasingly disturbing occurrence at […]
When I was in middle school, I bought a T-shirt from World Wildlife Fund. The front was filled with a striking silkscreen image of a silverback gorilla and the back read: “Extinction is forever.” I loved this shirt with its 1990s oversized-style and biting statement about the fragility of animals and their natural habitats. I […]
The autumnal equinox has replaced long summer days which means I have only a little over half an hour after my class ends at 6 p.m. to beat the sunset on my drive home to Monrovia. I made my own deadline tonight.
One of the most important virtues to have a good hold on is honesty. It’s a relatively simple concept that many people cannot seem to grasp.
Never before in my avid television watching have I experienced the kind of elation that I did watching the final episode of “Amazing Race” Wednesday night.
Why does bigger always mean better? In a world dominated by Wal-Mart, Starbucks and the largest military some of the best things go unnoticed.
When I saw the “For Sale” sign go up next door, I experienced a very lonely feeling.
In the college environment you are bound to make mistakes, say something you wish you hadn’t or handle a situation in a way that doesn’t fit your character. But at the end of the day, if you have family waiting for you it makes all the difference.
Who would have thought that joining a health club could give you such a headache, not to mention a hole in your pocket, even when you stop using the facility.