OPINION: Rank didn’t influence my school choice
I would say most people who were looking to attend college looked at a website’s ranking of the universities at least once.
I would say most people who were looking to attend college looked at a website’s ranking of the universities at least once.
It’s Saturday morning, and I couldn’t be happier that the weekend is finally here. I would love to go visit my friend who lives off campus for maybe a movie day, catch up on how our weeks went, laugh a little about our awkward college experiences, but wait.
Everyone knows music plays second fiddle at Rodeo. Even if Alpha Psi managed to land Willie Nelson or resurrect Johnny Cash, the opportunity to spend a day in the sun drinking with hundreds of friends would still take precedence.
If you’ve walked, driven or otherwise passed by anywhere near Jordan-Hare Stadium during the past week or so, you’ve noticed the new construction zone on Heisman Drive that’s been set up for the workers who will be putting up the new video board on the south end zone. The reported size of 190-feet-by-57-feet will make this scoreboard the largest in college football. This new board will be massive.
Date parties, Greek week, Panny points, DJ options for Spring Formal - I remember when these things used to mean a lot to me. They don't anymore, but I'm not ashamed.
Sometimes an interviewee says something that leaves me speechless. I was interviewing two members of an organization at Auburn. The organization was putting on an event involving a lot of people, and I was previewing it.
College football fans are not the most rational group of people in the world, and that's OK in most cases. From meaningless superstitions to screaming at your team through a television, being a fan spawns a number of completely irrational actions that, for the most part, are harmless and fun.
College can be an exciting time \0xAD\0xAD\0xAD\0xAD-- the anticipation of living alone, making your own decisions and meeting new people consumes most high school students' thoughts as they prepare to voyage into this vast, unknown place. For me, transitioning from high school to college was probably the most exciting and the most difficult thing in my life. My 17-year-old cousin, Anna, died my senior year of high school from leukemia, blood cancer.
We can connect with others with the tap of a button. Instagram, Facebook and other social media apps allow us to share information and pictures with our friends and followers. But in some cases, information is shared too frequently. Many of us have that friend who posts nine pictures on Instagram in less than an hour or know of someone with a 60-second Snap story. Or we know of someone from back home who posts 11 status updates about their trip to the gym. While it's great that we have the means to share things through social media, it doesn't mean we should share everything at once.
We can connect with others with the tap of a button. Instagram, Facebook and other social media apps allow us to share information and pictures with our friends and followers. But in some cases, information is shared too frequently. Many of us have that friend who posts nine pictures on Instagram in less than an hour.
For me, transitioning from high school to college was probably the most exciting and the most difficult thing in my life. My 17-year-old cousin, Anna, died my senior year of high school from leukemia, blood cancer.
The average bachelor's degree requires 120 hours to graduate, which is approximately 15 hours per semester. So why did the majority of freshmen I know signed up to take 16 or more hours last semester?
Thanksgiving and Christmas truly are the most wonderful times of the year. My parents, however, may not feel the same way. Going home for Thanksgiving break was extremely necessary after one of the busiest semesters I've had in awhile. With Auburn having a week off of school, I was home before most of my friends.
She told me the iconic Toomer's Trees have been poisoned and are projected to die within the year. The same trees that have been rooted for what was 80 years at the time that my sisters and I grew up throwing toilet paper in ever since we could remember.
After the spook and magic of Halloween has passed, the season dedicated to thankfulness and charity presents itself. November and December are holidays sacred to the American spirit. Thanksgiving provides a time for everyone to come together and realize how much there is to be thankful for. Christmas fills the streets with joyous carols and special gifts, and knick-knacks are bought to show loved ones how much they mean to them. But what about those who are not as fortunate?
As kids, playing house was a game that seemed to be popular among my generation. We struggled to impersonate adults and exaggerated the idea of children. We would play as we waited for our real parents to come around, so we could go back to being real children. Dragonball Z, Pokemon, Barbies, whatever the preference, allowed us real children to drift back into the world of make-believe as we became our toys and favorite TV show characters.
On-campus dining -- what an awful experience. Last year as a freshman, I was looking at my $995, often referred to as monopoly money, wondering how quickly I'd use it over the semester. So I did my math and came up with a budget of about nine dollars a day. Well, as I quickly found out, that wasn't going to last.
Halloween is my absolute favorite holiday. I love zombies. I love candy corn. It falls during what might be the most pleasant-weathered month of the calendar year, and it gives me a reason to buy the obscene amounts of fake blood I pine for the other 365 days.
You won't learn your most important rhyme in nursery school. Ring before spring is the gold standard for many college men and women. There is a massive push to be married by the time the college years are over. People seem to be getting engaged left and right. Slow down, everyone.