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You open this door with the key of hunger; beyond it is another dimension. You find yourself sitting at a table surrounded by strangers.
You receive your meager plate of grilled chicken and mixed vegetables and turn to leave when the question comes.
“Will this be together or separate?”
This is a letter to certain people who attended the West memorial service last Thursday.
It was an event to honor the 12 fallen first responders in the West explosion.
These men, who were volunteers, most of whom had wives and children, laid their lives down for their neighbors that fateful Wednesday night two weeks ago. They paid the ultimate price. Seeing those 12 coffins lined up at the foot of the stage with the families gathered by, and countless firefighters, the members of the West, Waco and Baylor community all coming together to honor these men filled me with indescribable heartache and pride all at once.
I recently read an article in the Onion called “Company Immediately Calls Job Applicant Upon Seeing ‘B.A. In Communications’ On Resumé.”
It was satire, of course, but for a moment, I indulged in the fantasy that it could happen to me: My potential employer would hire me based on my sparkling GPA, the line on my resumé that mentions I was a student in the Honors College, or just the plain and simple fact that I had a degree at all, proving I can suffer utter sleeplessness for four years straight.
With its new expansion, Baylor is becoming more residential. Most freshmen are already required to live on campus. According to Baylor’s Pro Futuris, Baylor wants to add to the on-campus experience.
In order to do this, one of the aims is to “continue to increase the percentage of undergraduate students who live on campus and who participate in living-learning and residential college communities.”
When I first arrived at college, my primary expectation toward food consisted of Ramen, dining halls and Easy Mac.
Anyone who has ever eaten at Penland can see why these thoughts contain an elevated level of gloominess. However, my outlook broadened as I made friends with people who lived off campus.
“Have you ever had a dream, Neo, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?” These questions were posed to Neo after Morpheus informed him that reality was not as it seemed.
It starts with the people.
I remember these words spoken by my 10th grade geography teacher. While she was speaking about solving issues of hunger and poaching in Africa, I often apply them to other issues I observe in the world today.
Picture this: You study all night long for your final the next morning. You go into the test, make a mad attempt to regurgitate all the information that you were supposed to have absorbed, finish right on time and are left feeling like someone just played kickball with your tired, weary brain.
The first thing that needs to be addressed about leggings is that they are not pants.
This is a fact that several people seem to be adamant about.
If you’re unfamiliar with the fashion trend, leggings are a tight, stretchy and usually black article of clothing, most popularly worn with an oversized T-shirt, sweater or dress.
I am writing to comment on “Comprehensive finals get an F for effectiveness”, published April 4.
With my personal experience as a junior in college, as well as a transfer student, I feel that the issue at hand with regards to the comprehensive final should begin with the first quiz at the beginning of the semester.