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(04/07/16 4:00pm)
Lately, I’ve found myself trapped in a crammed cavity of writer’s block. Writing for the opinion section of any publication presents endless opportunity; one can write about simply anything that they feel strongly about. So why is it in the grand abyss of issues and topics that I collide with every day, I find myself having trouble coming up with one that I feel empowered enough to take a stand on?
(03/09/16 5:00pm)
Well Badgers, spring is upon us. People are coming out of hibernation, the sun is shining and the hoverboards are back in action. By now, I am sure you have all seen these sideways, glorified ripsticks zooming around town. When I was researching them online, I found one that was “aerodynamic,” matte purple and included a built-in Bluetooth speaker as well as a “free carry bag.” If you don't think that will up your street cred then stay on the internet and find literally anything else on the market. Curveball: I think hoverboards are stupid.
(02/25/16 2:00pm)
"Hey, what’s up?” “Just got raped by an exam.”
(02/06/16 5:00pm)
Have you ever tried to do homework at home? I quickly learned that this is not a productive location. I am constantly distracted by friends, roommates, TV, food; you name it. I even go so far as to clean my room or do my laundry, which I like to call “productive procrastination,” which is procrastination nonetheless.
(12/01/15 5:10am)
Comfortable. Cozy. Soft. Trendy. Casual. Stylish. Cute. These are all words that my peers replied with when I asked them about the popular female clothing brand, Brandy Melville. This brand has gained an insane amount of popularity in the last year. The products are, in my opinion, just as described—a socially acceptable way to wear pajamas outside.
(11/17/15 4:33am)
Paris. That word does not resonate the same way that it did before Nov. 14, 2015. A terrorist attack believed to be orchestrated by the Islamic State in Iraq and Syria (ISIS) killed more than 120 people at six different locations outside of the capital by suicide bombs, as well as shootings.
(11/11/15 1:37am)
Another Halloween in Madison is in the books. If you’re like me, you got through the weekend with only a few injuries and one very empty pumpkin pie box. Nonetheless, we turn the calendar and move on through the season with the sparkling promise of winter break at the forefront of our minds. But, winter break is still a ways away, and I was startled when I picked up my phone the day after Halloween to find that social media thought that it was Christmas day.
(10/29/15 2:20am)
Everyone’s had a dragged-out Sunday at College Library. A stack of empty paper coffee cups. Bags of sour gummy worms forming a pile. A mountain of unfinished work. I often find myself stuck in this all-too familiar scene until the walls blend into the floor and my reading comprehension abilities are put into question. When I finally make my escape, it is not without a pledge that Helen and I will meet again next Sunday to repeat the same mundane production.
(10/20/15 2:23am)
I recently downloaded Apple Music, and let me tell you, I feel like Ryan Seacrest. For nine bucks a month, I can bump Drizzy while I’m runnin’ through the six and croak along to The Weeknd until I can’t feel my face (I’m proud of that joke, let me have it).
(10/12/15 3:33am)
Recently, I spent a night doing the following: I came home from a long day of classes, did some online shopping, made myself some dinner, finished up some homework assignments and was in bed by 11 p.m. Pretty standard weeknight right? That is if this scenario had occurred on a weeknight. But, my fellow Badgers, this was on a Friday.
(10/06/15 1:14am)
Congratulations! You have all survived the beginning of another school year at UW-Madison. For freshmen, that meant waiting in line until your calf-high sock tan lines fade just to board the elevator on move-in day. For others, it meant lingering on that treacherous intersection on Charter Street to see if you could score some free tuition. And, for some, the new school year meant Greek recruitment.
(04/29/15 4:37am)
I really am not fond of calculus. I didn’t really understand when math turned from numbers, to letters, to arbitrary symbols. And why use a secret language when words are far more effective? Can’t I just use English to prove my points?
(04/27/15 1:04am)
I spent all afternoon Friday, April 17 lying on the dock by Memorial Union. Yeah, I would absolutely hate me too. But I finished class at 9:40 a.m., and winter is apparently back, so for all we know that quite literally might have been the nicest day Wisconsin will have until June. So, I took advantage of it. Allowing my alarmingly Irish skin to fry like a cheese curd in the minimally intense sunshine.
(04/16/15 4:02am)
Living away from parents is a fun adventure. In the beginning I felt so invincible. Like, “I’ll stay awake forever on a Monday night because I feel no pain and nothing matters except what I feel in this moment, and right now I want pizza and I don’t care what it does to my body because it’s the middle of the night and I’m in college, man.” This was a far leap from my years of living at home, when my mom was there to emotionally lift me out of bed every morning, my dad was there to spread the peanut butter on my toast, and then the two of them would literally watch me walk from the house to my car yelling after me the inspiring yet slightly condescending phrase, “Make good choices!”
(04/09/15 4:35am)
My favorite place in college library is the line leading up to the cash register in the little cafe on the first floor. I get giddy just thinking about picking out my snacks. Generally it’s where I take a little break, grab some gummy worms or something else that I will later regret eating. But I do it anyway, time and time again. I always rely on those gummy worms to lift me up during endless hours of studying.
(03/23/15 5:05am)
I am a super human. No really, I am. I did the unthinkable—the impossible—and here I am to tell the tale. I leapt off the grid into the great abyss of the pop culture irrelevant world; a world with no screenshots, no bad captions and no poking.
(03/12/15 5:35am)
Is it just me or do midterms seem to be endless? It’s like the first three weeks of a semester is the grace period: the time when college is the rowdy, sparkling adventure we always thought it would be. After that, fun’s over, and exams pointlessly given the prefix “mid” seem to consume every minute of our lives until the end of the semester. Some exams are less dreadful than others, of course, but for my friends and I nothing is more daunting and horrifying than calculus.
(03/05/15 5:06am)
Do you ever have one of those days where it feels as though all of your mistakes have caught up to you? You know those mornings when you wake up wishing you could take back that stupid thing you did last weekend, or thinking you should call your mom more often or contemplating an attempt to finish that calculus assignment that was due last week? Those mornings where it feels as though you wake up to a mountain of thoughts all disorderly jumbled inside your head? About two weeks ago, I had one of those mornings.
(03/04/15 8:38am)
I love my WisCard. It makes me feel like I live in a monopoly land. “That will be $3.27,” says the cashier at the dining hall as I whimsically hand them my magical card that somehow holds the key to the imaginary land full of money and sugar and access to the SERF. My WisCard doesn’t care what my GPA is, and my WisCard is always there when I need a workout or an omelet.
(03/02/15 6:34am)
Sunday. The day of rest never seems to live up to expectations. For me, it usually includes relentlessly avoiding my homework for hours, consuming copious amounts of peanut butter cups, always followed by the crippling realization that it’s 10 p.m. and I have accomplished next to nothing all day. I always have to pay for my Sundays later in the week, which usually results in very long nights doing the mindless assignments that I had previously deemed a “waste of my weekend” and subsequently refused to complete them until the night before they’re due.