At the start of each quarter, many students tell themselves, “This will be the quarter where I don’t procrastinate!” Friends, I admire your optimism and tenacity, but I also won’t fault you if you find yourself scrambling yet again.
I’m going to go against the grain here and say that college students are healthier than is popularly believed.
Our diets? Nutritious and balanced. We eat from every part of the food pyramid — chips and fries (starches), dehydrated carrots in instant noodles (vegetables), strawberry sundae topping (fruits), and meat, meat and more meat...
The sheer mention of a Greek row triggers images of “Animal House” worthy parties, out-of-control frat boys and keg stands. Greek row is just a venue for celebrating Manic Mondays, Twelve-Pack Tuesdays, Thirsty Thursdays and holding beer pong tournaments, right?
What do Katy Perry, Lady Gaga, and I all have in common? A love for Hello Kitty, of course. The loveable Japanese kitten’s famous face is as internationally recognized by school girls and adult fashion-lovers alike. Just the sight of the big red bow and sugary pink clothes can make a grown woman squeal like a little girl.
I don’t know about you guys, but Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. Not because of the four-day weekend, and not because of the chance to see your entire family crammed into a small three-room townhouse. Forget all that. When I look down at my plate and see enough mashed potatoes, turkey, green beans and gravy to feed a small, impoverished country, that’s when I get the warm holiday fuzzies.
I can’t remember the last time my family and I had a turkey at Thanksgiving. My grandpa isn’t a fan of turkey so we’d have different types of meat instead. “But turkey is the traditional Thanksgiving food!” people will say to me when they hear this. People also gasp when they hear that my family has mixed opinions on pumpkin pie, so we have other pies and desserts instead.
I can vividly recall the worst day of my life as a working adult. My alarm sounded promptly at 5:00 a.m. The sky was still dark, and I dreaded the day ahead. The reason for this dread is a feeling that any retail employee can understand: I was working on Black Friday.
There is a picture of me in the family photo album dressed as a little lady pilgrim, standing next to a little Indian boy with construction paper feathers in a construction paper headband. It was taken in 1994 when I was a wee kindergartner.
History books are wrong about the Battle of the Bulge. It didn’t happen in Europe during World War II; it’s happening in our homes on the fourth Thursday of every November. As Thanksgiving draws closer this year and threatens waistlines everywhere, it would be wise of us to devise a strategy to deal with this dangerous opponent. This opponent is none other than the duplicious Thanksgiving dinner. The following are the resources and attack strategies of the Thanksgiving dinner:
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