Resignation Raises Questions
Things aren't always as they seem.
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Things aren't always as they seem.
"Would you like to value size that?"
My roommate of three years is becoming a grown up. By that I mean she's taken a job offer five and a half hours away from Auburn and nine hours from her parents house. She'll be in a city where she knows no one, and will be living all by herself. Well she'll have her dog Mandy, but technically she'll be living alone.
Social media has now taken a step in the right direction to become a more credible and informative tool.
The advocacy of gay rights was one of the hot topics where Pres. Obama found an audience of eager listeners, and it served him well.
This weekend will be awesome. I'm not going to the 'Roo like Allison, whose column is below, but I will be going to Montgomery.I will be visiting the Capital City to visit one of my closest Auburn friends and her fiancee. I've known Lauren for three years, since our days at the AU Bookstore my freshman year, and consider her one of my best friends. Josh isn't too bad either. They'll be getting hitched next March. And this weekend is Lauren's first dress fitting. I plan to bring a camera (I won't be uploading the pictures of the dress to Facebook for obvious reasons), lots of "aahhhs" and "oohhhs" and a box of tissues. I'm a crier and this weekend I'll be in top form.To be honest I may start crying the minute we walk into the bridal salon and won't stop until Lauren takes off the dress or yells at me to stop, whichever comes first.I've cried at every wedding I've been to since I was a kid and was in my aunt and uncle's wedding, although I cried at that wedding because the shoes weren't comfortable and I was 5 years old.Something about them make my tearducts go haywire, and my heart sad. Or maybe happy. Or maybe both at the same time?At the last wedding I attended, my friends all made fun of me for being the only one who misted up. The general agreement between them was that weddings were happy occassions, and I can concur. But aren't they also sad?When entered into on honest terms and because of love a marriage marks the entering into a life with a person's partner. But that also means they are leaving behind part of the life they had before the wedding ceremony.For this reason I am a little sad for everyone who gets married.However for every sad tear I cry at weddings there are at least 10 happy ones. I can't wait until Lauren's wedding and you bet I'll have my box of tissues with me then as well.
Work ethic is a good thing. But sometimes it can be a person's downfall.
I'm back. Yes, Comm Board allowed me to be editor again this summer. So nice of them.