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Rock and roll all night

By:
03/22/2001

Happiness abounds on campus. The men’s basketball team is going to the Sweet 16. Nat Burton is God. Uh-oh. I just took God out of our University. Maybe, as many Republicans from my part of the country would have you believe, someone will show up to class next week with a gun and kill me…

Letters to the editor

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03/22/2001

There are a number of mistruths and misrepresentations in the editorial concerning the Senior Class Gift (“Don’t Leave School Without It?” March 15, 2001). First, the money raised for the Class of 2000 Senior Class Gift was not solely allocated to the statue of Georgetown’s Mascot, Jack the Bulldog. In fact, half of the money…

Here kitty, kitty

By:
03/22/2001

I miss my cat. My little boo-boo bear is lonely at home without me. I feel so badly for her. I really miss her, and I’m pretty sure she misses me. My little picture of her sits on my desk, so I can look at her whenever I want. If I live off-campus next year,…

Oh the weather outside …

By:
03/22/2001

I am so incredibly tired of this weather—not so much because it’s wet and cold, not even because on a bad day my nipples get hard enough to cut diamond; but mainly because the minute there’s a ray of sunshine, you have all these people breaking out their sundresses and sandals and flip-flops, and flouncing…

Weather you like it or not

By:
03/15/2001

They are all over America. People such as Shane Butler in Huntsville, Bryan Busby in Kansas City, Cary Carrigan in Fairbanks, Alexandra Steele here in D.C., Pete Delkus in Cincinnati, Tracy Butler in Chicago and even Al Roker and Willard Scott are shining examples of our society’s most expendable quasi-celebrities: They are weathercasters. I have…

I talks good

By:
03/15/2001

I dreaded every Friday of the second grade. That was the day that the school speech therapist came and pulled me out of class. Even at eight years old, I was slightly skeptical; I didn’t really know why they were pulling me out of class. The way I heard it, I sounded fine. So what…

How I spent my spring vacation

By:
03/15/2001

The first thing you notice about Cuba is the color. Thick green leaves shade pink colonial buildings, which stand out against a clear blue sky. Old red Chevrolets motor past tiny, fenced-off orange houses, and the remarkable amount of concrete brown fades away as other colors become brighter and brighter. In the country, green and…

Sweet home Alabama, er, Virginia

By:
03/15/2001

“Fairfax is a nice place, I suppose. Convenient to get to work from, it’s got some nice restaurants and a good school system. But no one is really from there. Well, I guess you are.” So said the overly-chatty woman who had decided that the two-hour flight was her opportunity to hold court on my…

Hey! Weren’t you in my dream last night?

By:
03/01/2001

I never really held any belief in the potency of my dreams. If anything, this stems from the fact that, until recently, I seldom had them and didn’t really want to feel like I was missing out. All this has changed. Now, when my head finally hits the pillow, I intensely concentrate on telling myself…

They come from France …

By:
03/01/2001

Everyone, and I mean everyone, hates the people who come back from studying abroad convinced that they have “become” Spanish or have “discovered” that they were born with a French soul. They’re the people you see at Uncommon Grounds saying things like, “Well, of course, Italian coffee is just superior to anything you can get…

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