Girlfriends still want, need friends too
Senior year of college may be just as awkward as those we-just-don't-talk-about-it-anymore middle school years.
Senior year of college may be just as awkward as those we-just-don't-talk-about-it-anymore middle school years.
I wouldn't say my heart is where my home is.Don't get me wrong--I love my hometown. I love everything about it. But the thing is: I've had a lot of hometowns, met a lot more people along the way and as a result have said a lot of goodbyes.
I don't see what's so wrong with being average. I've spent my entire life doing just that.
Loved your letter on Chubb letting his team and the school down.Unfortunately, Coach Barbee seems to think that an apology to the team is sufficient enough to let him back on the team to play.
Last week, one of Auburn's best basketball players was arrested for public intoxication, disorderly conduct, attempting to elude a police officer and resisting arrest.
I love greeting card shopping.It takes forever just to pick one card. Glitters, ribbons and doilies, I'll take them all.
I live in the Friend Zone.Dreaded by some, the Friend Zone is actually a beautiful place.It has given me the chance to go behind enemy lines. I have studied the male species in its natural habitat.
Reactions to Kelly Tsaltas' column "Come on ladies (and gentlemen) we can do better," have ranged from total outrage to complete praise.
The Plainsman should be ashamed of what it's come to. There's a definite line between writing with class, intelligence, and eloquence, and writing with ignorance and belittlement in mind.
I loved Kelly Tsaltas' article last week! As a former assistant intrigue editor myself, I'm glad Kelly wrote such a funny column about the Greeks.
For many students the madness that started yesterday and will continue for the next week is an exciting time. SGA elections offer an opportunity to meet student leaders and hear new ideas. For others, however, it's a week to put on headphones and avoid the concourse like it's the plague.
Miss Tsaltas, I would like to express general outrage at your editorial concerning the dress of the Greek community.
Last week, an article was printed in The Auburn Plainsman that was explosively controversial.
While the campus has been gushing orange and blue for the past two weeks from the jubilation of the National Championship win, take time to consider seeing a different color: green.
Dear Editor:I just returned from the Championship season celebration at Auburn. This was a priceless, memorable day for all but one person and several thousand of his supporters.
Dear Editor:What a wonderful National Championship celebration last weekend! I was very proud to see the extraordinary turnout, and was filled with pride as we honored our players, coaches, past greats and support staff.
If you've heard it once, you've heard it a thousand times: Shoot for the moon. Reach for the stars. Dream big.But I have another philosophy for you.Don't aim so high. Lower your expectations. Dream small.
Let's take a journey together. Imagine, if you will, that you're walking down the concourse. In the five minutes it takes you to walk across the pavement, numerous people's poor clothing choices assault your eyes.The first offender: The L.A.N.P. a.k.a. Leggings Are Not Pants.
BCS celebration brings thousands to Jordan-Hare
As the birthday of Civil Rights legend Martin Luther King Jr. came and went Monday, we were reminded of the troubled racial past of the South, the state we live in and the university we attend by our discovery of the Nov. 8, 2001 issue in the Plainsman archive.