The No. 1 thing that I love about the University of Nevada, Reno is the Universities Study Abroad Consortium. And Milton Glick. He’s pretty much my hero.
However (and probably to your disappointment) I’m here to talk about the former.
Now, I’m not saying we all have the nasty “my country is better than your country” complex. But to a certain extent, it’s easy to be proud of a country that’s based on freedom and democratic ideals (at least in theory). Naturally, other places can pale in comparison.
Every now and again, most students at our university wonder “What does the student government do?”
And for good reason: student politicians and figureheads accomplish less in one week than the average club president does in the same time frame.
Maybe that’s why the student government decided to shift responsibility over to the club presidents in trying to solve the problem with the suddenly expensive tutoring center. In their proposal, the government wants student clubs to serve as a surrogate tutoring center.
As compensation for centuries of oppression, God allowed women several ways to enjoy multiple orgasms. Meanwhile, men get two ways to enjoy sex and one makes you gay in society’s eyes.
What the hell, God? What the hell?
If you back your car into a fire hydrant by accident, it’s pretty embarrassing. If you have a sarcastic father like mine who calls you FHM for “Fire Hydrant Margo,” it’s even worse.
But fire hydrant aside, it’s my father’s sarcasm that stings, hurts even, sometimes.
We all want to make a difference in the world, but what about Reno? What can we do to make an impact here at home?
While several Associated Students of University of Nevada organizations hold fund raising events to benefit international causes (such as, ahem, Project 58’s “Movie and a Mission” on Monday at 6 p.m. in the Joe Crowley Student Union Theater to learn to prevent child soldiers in Kenya), what can we do to impact the local community?
“We should be homeless more often!”
While I understand university students are really busy between a full-class load and work, I’ll admit I was quite surprised by the fact that class time is often lunch time.
Just when I thought I was almost used to American culture, a student next to me started eating a chocolate snack during math class.
I don’t claim to know anything about fashion. I just like it.
High-waisted jeans, men’s blazer vests, the occasional splurge on a pair of Italian leather fold-over boots and pretty much whatever Natalie Portman as much as thinks about wearing, I’m on it. Or at least, I’d like to think I am.
If any myth still existed about Nevada’s importance in politics, last week hopefully killed it. The same for myths about student’s importance.
It was an anomaly and a unique opportunity for us to earn a visit from Sen. Barack Obama. The Democrat is looking more and more likely to be the one taking the oath of office in January, if polls are to be believed, and at five weeks out he decided to stop at our university.
We have all heard the term “the 800-pound gorilla.” For those who have not, the term is used to describe an item that is so big it can do whatever it feels like. The term can also describe companies that have an extremely large market share in their given industry, like Microsoft.
The new gorilla in our world is a lot larger than the 800-pound gorilla. It is the $700 billion gorilla that is currently floating around Congress, trying to get the country out of the mess that we have found ourselves in.
Challenges are an unavoidable and fundamental component to every aspect of life. They require effort and perseverance. Sometimes, we feel challenges become, well, too challenging. But at these moments, we make a decision, whether we realize it or not.
Pet peeves are a funny thing.
We all have them. They can be something as little and insignificant as the way a person wiggles their leg when they’re nervous before a midterm or something larger like tax hikes by the state governor (heaven forbid).
For roughly the past year or so, heightened a little by the current economic crisis in this country, I’ve been wondering what exactly we will think of ourselves and what we’ve done the past eight years in this country.