There is one aspect of the game, however, that someone can’t learn how to play: the diversity component. More than half of the applications have had whole sections asking how I would add to the diversity of the program, if accepted.
I came out as a bisexual man in this newspaper just over a year ago. In that time, I have never once been made to feel bad about it by family, friends or any organization.
Nobody should feel unsafe going to school. Seventeen people were killed by a gunman on Wednesday in Parkland, Florida.
After months of rallying for a living stipend, English TAs and GAs are finally seeing a rise in their pay.
My first week of the spring semester consisted of 9 a.m. classes, rushed lunches and a totaled car. The first Tuesday of classes had many snow flurries. Road conditions were awful and I skidded out several times on my way to class, so I was driving slowly and cautiously the entire day. Despite my efforts to be cautious, the events of the day were out of my control.
When I first stepped foot on campus in August 2016, I made a promise to myself: I wouldn’t get a haircut. But I recently rediscovered a cause I believed in and broke that promise Saturday. No matter how much my friends advised me not to, I knew that getting a cut and donating my hair to a wig-providing charity would mean more than any compliment I could ever get.
When I first came out at 18, I told a few close friends I was a lesbian. Some were supportive, others were confused because I’d talked to them about liking boys before — so surely I must be bisexual, they insisted. Shortly after coming out, I met a boy. He came into my life right after I had been rejected romantically by a girl who had been my best friend. I was vulnerable and lonely. No one, boy or girl, had ever given me a second glance.
Editorial note: The author’s name has been changed to maintain her anonymity. In a country where only 24 states mandate sex education in public schools, it's no wonder so many kids get their info from their friends.
I fully realized I was asexual –– having little or no sexual appetite –– the first time I went to a strip club. My friends decided we should all go to this strip club in North Buffalo one night –– an idea I sighed and went along with. We went in and I nursed a beer for a couple hours while they got lap dances and dropped bills in places you could probably guess. But as I sat there, sipping a room temperature Labatt and taking in the shrine to American sexual desire, it hit me: eh, this whole thing probably isn’t for me.
UB’s past two athletic directors left for more lucrative positions after brief, less than three-year tenures. As UB begins the search for a replacement, both in-house and outside hires present advantages and drawbacks.
UB is finally starting to take more concrete steps toward making a new health center a reality.
At the 2017 Winter Gala, my date and I were standing in line to have our photos drawn as a caricature. It was a crowded room and there wasn’t a clear cut line for each caricature artist. As our turn approached, we stood next to a couple who also thought it was their turn. After a quick conversation between my date and the couple, my date sat down to have his portrait drawn.
In a recent Spectrum story, “Students and Community React to Black’s Sentencing,” we read that former UB Vice President and convicted embezzler Dennis R. Black was sentenced to five years of probation and community service, with no jail time. State Supreme Court Judge John Michalski felt it would be too harsh to send him to state prison.
Nocti Vagus is a pitch black restaurant staffed by blind waiters. It’s a disorienting experience that heightens your other senses and helps you understand what it is like to be blind. I knew it would be a cool experience that would put me out of my comfort zone in the best possible way. What I didn’t expect was how profoundly it would impact me.
Dennis Black got an insultingly light sentence — a mere $5,000 fine and five years probation although the former vice president admitted to stealing more than $300,000 from UB student and faculty funds. State Supreme Court Justice John Michalski’s Jan.
Everyone has heard the old adage that divorced parents mean twice as many presents come Christmas time.
Growing up, the holiday season awkwardly revolved around Christianity. My siblings and I were some of the only Jewish kids in our school, while the majority of my fellow students celebrated Christmas. During the holiday season, there were Christmas concerts, photos with Santa Claus, Christmas-themed activities and movies in class. It made sense that my classes emphasized having holiday spirit, but it always bothered me that I never really had a voice to share my own holiday celebrations.
For our final paper of 2017, we at The Spectrum want to reflect on our stories –– the stories we kept thinking about weeks after they left the shelf. As student journalists, we look for trends. We try to understand the way the university works. And we cannot ignore the recent trend of obfuscation and unanswered questions.
As a nursing student, I’ve seen patients at every stage in their lives. I’ve witnessed a mother bring a baby into the world and I’ve taken care of a hospice patient. I’ve taken care of pediatric patients from ages three to 20, and many elderly patients. I also learned –– very quickly –– that no one is out of death’s reach.
The Bulls pulled off an incredible upset when they took down the Ohio Bobcats, 31-24 the day after Thanksgiving. The Bobcats were seven-point favorites and I didn’t think the Bulls had a chance against them. But they pulled out the win, collecting their sixth of the season. The Bulls are now in consideration for their first bowl appearance since 2013.
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