COLUMN: Fear the "C"
There is something dangerous on this campus, waiting to bring down students every day.
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There is something dangerous on this campus, waiting to bring down students every day.
Beards are sexy.
I saw her from across the bar. I couldn’t tell you her name or if she was blonde or brunette. I couldn’t tell you if she was the slightest bit attractive.
I am fed up with the talk about former President Ronald Reagan's supposed greatness.
I realized some people don’t see things the way I do for the first time yesterday.
Something that drives me nuts is the impression women aren’t interested in sports.
He rocks back and forth, slowly, nervously, watching the final seconds of the Super Bowl.
Not a single Central Michigan women’s basketball player was born when it last happened.
It is difficult to not cheer for the Egyptian protesters. Thirty years of dictatorial rule have given them very few benefits. Schools are crumbling, large portions of the population are illiterate, basic necessities are not being met and many millions of Egyptians live in poverty due to lack of gainful employment.
Some pictures are worth more than a thousand words.
One minute and 50 seconds.
I love snow.
I’ve finally made it. I’m in my last semester of classes.
I met my girlfriend on “World of Warcraft.”
I had epic toys.
Amir Rashid was in a hurry to move on.
When I was in the seventh grade, I tried out for the volleyball team.
My boyfriend is gone 93 percent of the time.
“I don’t want to hear one word, not one word about our offense.”
President Obama's State of the Union address was uplifting and progressive at some points, disappointing at others, but perhaps most important was what he left out.