The “Twilight craze” is back. On November 20, millions of avid teenagers rushed to the midnight opening of New Moon, to gawk and gaze at
For many college students, a good night’s sleep is often just four and a half hours long on a lumpy dorm mattress after a night
If there is one phrase echoing through the minds of the Democratic Party, it’s the voice of one of those creepy murder kids from a
I’m not going abroad. At Tufts, such a statement usually leads to questions of if I’m an engineer (absolutely not) or if I’m behind on credits (I could graduate next week if I wanted to) or just blank stares. I simply don’t want, or need, to go abroad.
The very impression of the college formal encourages students to behave better. In button-ups and suits, glitzy dresses and stilettos, students sip their drinks rather than shotgun their beers.
Is there any greater sound then the chime of a bell followed by an announcement of “now boarding”?
Why are we concerned with students living thousands of miles away? The debate is thus: with so many problems and such limited resources, should we help people in our own country, whose language and customs we can understand and whose needs are familiar to us, or should we help people in other countries whose basic needs may be more severely unattended? Who do we spend our valuable time and talent on? Who should we help?
At the end of the day, we’re all just college students here. I don’t walk into my house everyday and think to myself, “Oh yeah, I live with international students.”
Many adults discount social networking websites as a meaningless distraction that enfeebles our young minds. This is a predictable and cautionary response, but it neglects to explain why 300 million users worldwide find the need to log onto Facebook. Like it or not, this is a phenomenon that is here to stay in some form or another, and there may be more to the increasing digitization of our social lives than meets the eye.
How can I focus on accomplishing anything when such a blatant failure assaults my senses faster than the reek of the quiet room bathroom right after a 90 pound girl drops a massive load?
Post-Modernism (PoMo) is an uber-serious, intellectual, meta-condition affecting approximately 25% of intellectuals, which is to say, one half of one millionth of the human population. Cannabis sativa has been shown to cause serious analytical liquidity, discursive fragmentation, and freedom from intellectual ruts/patterns—when used in combination with a Liberal Arts education.
This is the end. This is the last Observer of the semester and my last “Tuned In” column for a year. I’m sorry I won’t be there for you next semester when you are jonesing for the tunes. I’m sorry for not warning you that Saturdays at 5:35 p.m. is a terrible time to tune in. I’m sorry—if only I had more to give; if only there were room for not one but one million reviews in this column. Actually if the reviews were short enough, sharp enough, and in a small enough font maybe, just maybe, I could fit five reviews into this final column.