On Friday, Feb. 10, I saw a beautiful performance by the Budapest Festival Orchestra at Hill Auditorium.
Natasha Bedingfield’s song “Pocketful of Sunshine” has unfailingly gotten me through many stressful situations I have experienced in my 18 years of living.
Student health and safety is, without a doubt, one of the most pressing issues for students across the country.
I received a book about manners two years ago as a Christmas present from a distant relative. At first, I was slightly offended; I took it as a subtle implication that this relative was not particularly fond of my behavior and I had somehow stepped on traditions of which I was not aware.
At this point in the semester, many of us find ourselves buried in midterm exams, projects and applications for internships, scholarships, jobs and summer programs. My experience is no exception.
During my senior year of high school, I went on an overnight Catholic retreat.
Over the past 20 years or so, it seemed like a new world order was emerging. Globalization took hold and we caught a glimpse of nation-states disappearing and cultures intermingling. We seemingly saw ideological conflicts fade away and an increase of communications and free commerce.
Even before the election, my county served as a huge lure for journalists who were hungry for a peek into the lives of traditional, working-class individuals.
There is nothing better than hearing your close friend share an intense, silly or emotional story from their day-to-day life.