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I know what I want to do with my life because of Earth Lodge.
This new month signals a time for evaluation. It's a time to work on areas of weakness in preparation for an enhanced performance and product.
As sophomores, many of my friends were upset last year because they received high lottery numbers and thus were forced to live on the Richmond ("freshman") side of campus this year.
The Cosmos shifted last week with the discovery of a new zodiac sign. The new sign, Ophiuchus, threw many devout believers' astrological balances out of whack. What a way to start out 2011 - people acted as if the supposed end of the world in 2012 had come early (personally, 2012 is on my list of fears ... along with popping balloons).
In one of my classes this semester, the teacher showed us a PowerPoint that included a quotation containing the word "Negro." After she read it, she turned to the one black person in our class and said, "Sorry, (his name)."
I love myself and I hate myself, but my diet starts tomorrow.
Missed Obama's State of the Union address? Here are the cliffnotes:
So, have your New Year's resolutions once again found you where they met you in previous years? That is, right there stuck only in the New Year? If you are like most of us, your resolutions fall short of the term. If you find that your resolutions dissolve into something you must constantly re-visit or resolve every year, then either you are insane or, more likely, just human and maybe a bit uninspired. Goals can be fitness or health related, and they may also be lifestyle related. Goals are meant to improve you. This year, work on creating strategic and goal-oriented resolutions that stick and that are resolved by the year's end. Sure, that is much easier said than done, but here are some ways to help:
It all sounds the same — possible depression, mood swings, anxiety. All of these warnings, yet we all know someone prescribed Adderall and that person is probably OK. Why then, would I write this article suggesting that you not try or take Adderall? My answer is simple, and his name was Kyle Craig.
Dear Editor, this is the speech I wrote for the Richmond College Investiture ceremony at the beginning of the semester. I recently realized that I am still learning from the wisdom (particularly from Rilke and C.S. Lewis) every day. It is in its original form so the pronouns are all masculine, but please read past this if you aren't in Richmond College.
Ever since I was accused of spreading racist ideology by a University of Richmond professor because I had asked whether a certain U.S. president was racist, I feel much freer to express my opinion. You can tell a lot about people by their response to an unorthodox question. When the answer is nothing short of a personal accusation, and the responder happens to be a University of Richmond professor or an administrator, you begin thinking, "OK, maybe I am being indoctrinated with their own beliefs instead of being taught to judge for myself."
It might be because I've been listening to Taylor Swift's new album on repeat since it came out, or perhaps it's the fact that I shopped online for wedding dresses yesterday during chapter with my roommate, or maybe it's because the last thing my apartmentmate and I did before bed last night was snuggle into the covers with my laptop on the hunt for the perfect engagement ring, but marriage is definitely in the air this week (and by week I mean the last three years of my life).
God knows why I went to Argentina. Seriously, only he knows. All I know is this: 10 months ago, I arrived in Buenos Aires, the hottest, biggest city I've ever been in, with the mission to see the world and learn Spanish. I stayed with an orientation group in a downtown hotel for two days (imagine Manhattan, but narrow, trash-filled streets), and thought the rest of my experience would be as big and bombastic as those first couple of days.
It's the most wonderful time of the year.
We've all heard the football coaches say it. In the movies, in the interviews, in the pep talks, "You've got to play hard for 60 minutes."
By now, we all know that one of the unique things about the University of Richmond is the accessibility of the athletes on campus. How many other colleges honestly provide their "normal" students with as much opportunity to fraternize with D-I athletes?
Most University of Richmond students have heard news of the recent cholera outbreak in Haiti, but the gravity of the situation was made clearer on Wednesday afternoon.
Bright sunshine streams into the window of my University Forest Apartment on a fall Friday afternoon. The foliage blankets the trees in gold, orange and crimson. There is a certain crispness in the air: It is not too cold and it is not too hot. Perfect weather to relive elementary school recess games.
I love football games that come down to the last drive.
So maybe you never want to be considered a typical gym rat, and you don't have to, even if you do want to flex during Beach Week. To smash the myth, weight training is not just a man's activity; ladies can and should do it, too.