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“Good luck, Mallory!” a girl says to me. She has to be joking, walking around to each person and telling him or her “good luck” with a smile on her face. I’m mildly horrified because it’s the opening night for my drama team’s annual Christmas musical and we’re backstage, preparing to begin. Doesn’t she know that it’s bad luck to say good luck in the theatre?

Whether it be a simple T-shirt, skin-tight jeans, a dressy blouse or grey sweatpants, each piece of clothing has a style to communicate. Everything comes with a tone or color that may connect you to the serenity of nature, compliment the color of your eyes or force you to stick out in a sea of people.

This summer I visited family in Seattle. And yes, we took the Twilight tour. But what I discovered on that tour was something much different than the somewhat magical, absolutely cheesy and kind of action-packed world of vampires and werewolves. I discovered the actual lives of the people living there and what I observed is far beyond what the books describe.

It was a sweltering summer day in a village outside of Nairobi, Africa. Jenna Tourje, a second-year graduate student in urban and regional...

Rose Parades, resolutions, and more inside from your New University photographers.

The prototypical holiday season usually induces images of roaring fires, shiny presents and families convening from around the world to gather together around a well-laden table. The part that usually gets left out of the imagination is the one of bad weather, cramped planes and crowded airports. Images of gently-falling snow morph into the harsh reality of torrid blizzards that keep aircrafts circling runways for hours. Gingerbread houses? Eggnog? Ha!

It’s that time of year again. New Year’s resolutions are being made, broken and forgotten as we speak. I’m not one to judge, though — I’ve been there, done all that.

Every tattoo comes with a story. Whether it be a wild, drunken night that could not be remembered, or a sentimental memento of a loved one, a tattoo is a permanent reminder, even if you are trying to forget it.

My name is Carly Lanning and I have a fear of styrofoam. Don’t laugh, it’s true!

In between not failing, making and spending money, maintaining my relationship with friends and not becoming unhealthy, I don’t know if I have time to even think about dating. Grades, sleep, social life, money, future, dating; pick two. Does dating even fit in there? We’re supposed to be at college to learn anyway, right? Maybe the single life is the way to go for college.

Winter in Southern California hardly emulates the picturesque scenes you see on holiday cards or in children’s books. There aren’t any snowmen in...

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